Poem – Night

The wind speaks softly and my candle is dim
the shadow of a cross is cast upon my wall
and the room trembles with the traffic passing,
hissing upon wet roads.

Beneath all these sounds, there is here
a deeper velvet silence
a space inside me that should be filled
by the beating of my heart
but is only a yearning darkness
a wing-pinned bird stirring in dream.

I remember what it was to love.
I remember standing naked in the rain.

7 thoughts on “Poem – Night

  1. You evoke mood so well: you admit us directly into this private and sad place. Such vivid visual and aural images. Thank you for sharing the poem with us.


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