I think best in
the middle of the night
with the lights off.
The house is quiet;
the city asleep,
and my mind awake.
All the distractions
of the world melt away,
and I am alone with my thoughts.
There is clarity
in a restless mind,
peace in insomnia.
Everything comes to light
in the complete darkness:
dawn at midnight.
"dawn at midnight" A vividly
"dawn at midnight" A vividly precise description of that hyper-aware, creative state we thrive on. Although I don't have the time to comment on all your elegant masterworks, I still enjoy your poetry when I get the chance to stop by. You're the real deal. Keep writing!