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  • Past Midnight.



    Through the open window
    The night breeze, urgent now
    Rippling, persuading
    The lace curtains
    To join the dance
    ~
    She turns again
    Blends the ticking clock
    To the drip of a distant tap
    Into an uneven beat
    To fit the discords of memories
    ~
    She reaches out
    Fingers the empty pillow
    Recalls the tangle of hair
    The ghost face softened
    By half light
    ~
    Where do you rest tonight
    My walk away darling
    Does she trace the love lines
    Down, down as I once did
    Tell me lover?
    ~
    Into the small hours
    Known well to the lonely
    Passing headlights
    Chase bedroom shadows
    She closes her eyes
    and swallows the pain.

  • #2
    The lonely night
    Nicely caught

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    • #3
      This is lovely.

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      • Cari
        Cari commented
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        Thank you so much, glad you liked the poem.

    • #4
      Beautifully done.

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