Dark, foggy
light seeks its lost way,
Night enshrouds everything known
Trees with owls
dew on grass, like tears,
waiting to be wiped by me
Heart and mind
share all my secrets
with the black silent lady
Nobody else
can even steal a thought
but the black silent lady.
White forms dance
weaving their patterns
While I am only with night.
Black is good
to hide all my griefs
as tears mingle with dew.
1) MIKE REHLING'S RESPONSE:
Melancholy poem on the solace of night watches... Nicely done...
Mike
2) POETICPIER'S RESPONSE
Your hidden griefs
she wont reveal
but bring relief
that you can feel
Her soothing touch
can mean so much
to a weeping heart.
She will impart
comfort to you.
As is her right
my lady night
3)REDSTORMY'S RESPONSE
I never know quite what to say to sad writes even though I do them myself. My instincks make me want to fix it even if I can't. All in all though sad it is well written.
Red
4) BEKI LYNN RESPONDS:
incredibly beautiful my friend - sad yes but there is a comfort night offers that day cannot and you have bespoken it well. Beki applauds...
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