At midnight


Good night weary wisdom's fading.
Tonight no one plays elusive
to the sallow smile of stars
where no shadows come to play.

Death has no further say
as day falls into broken night
and haunting rites of dim art
amplify all vindictive voices
far behind in burning blame
filling your lament with salt.

Time is cruel at midnight's falling.
All shanty shards look for a sea to sleep
regretting waves of final blue
where reason continually repeats itself.




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2006-01-24 at 09:01

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Zoya Zaidi
"as day falls into broken night"
LOVE THIS LINE!!
AND THE FINAL STANZA IS MIND BLOWING!!!
"Time is cruel at midnight's falling.
All shanty shards look for a sea to sleep
regretting waves of final blue
where reason continually repeats itself."

YOU'VE DONE IT AGAIN BEN!!!!

((((HUGS))))

LOVE,
XXX, Zoya
2006-01-24


in'kwa
the spook in it is evil-ly made divine by its sweet depth, a well contorted true masterpiece!! I can wake up any time of day to go thru it again...even at midnight!!!
2006-01-24