Alone in the dark


Alone in the dark

Sat, 07 Oct 2017

Cold air

colder winds

and a new moon

sort of night

 

a great wide wreck

of stars above --

a sidereal masterpiece

of shimmering

and immortal intricacies

 

on a single side

of the inkish horizon

an amber arc

wavers interminably,

carving into the dark

 

but here beside and beneath

a shifting oaken tree

the night soaks

and saturates,

left alone

with only

the beat of a heart

and a soft susurration

 

the dark is

gentle

and

quiet

 

while the weight of years

has suddenly become

prodigious and painful