Monday, December 31, 2012
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Friday, December 21, 2012
evening in the city
dark already at five o'clock
cold, crisp city night
people hurrying
walking
driving
skating
illluminated
energized
by the city light
bright light
soft light
pastel light
reflected light
frost-filtered light
city light
vibrant light
city life
but
i quickly tire of
city light
city life
i long to return to
quiet light
soft light
dark night
home
dark already at five o'clock
cold, crisp city night
people hurrying
walking
driving
skating
illluminated
energized
by the city light
bright light
soft light
pastel light
city light
vibrant light
city life
but
i quickly tire of
city light
city life
i long to return to
quiet light
soft light
dark night
Sunday, December 16, 2012
walked in a moody,
mysterious,
monochrome world
of dark grey trees,
bereft of leaves
of branches
clad in lacy white frost
of rich black earth
carpeted in soft white snow
of expansive prairie skies
cloaked in dove-grey silk
all hidden
behind a veil
of wispy,
misty,
pale grey fog
tonight, i
sit in a moody,
mysterious,
monochrome world
of black
and white
night
she is ...
night time
quiet time
alone time
she is ...
awake
late
while the rest of the world
sleeps
And in the night,
she is ...
reaching out, touching the darkness,
grasping it, clasping it to her heart
she is ...
reaching out, gathering the stars,
grasping them, clasping them to her soul
she is ...
breathing deeply, inhaling the silence
the calming balm of quiet
late at night
she is ...
whole,
complete,
one with the night
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