Another Poetic Vigil Starts Poem by Anita Atina

Another poetic vigil starts
As the days’ manic pace quietens
The perception of my own space
Expands singularly

At first I listen to night sounds
Children blissfully breathing deep
Homes wrapping up tight against the cold
And the dark nothingness that roams windswept lanes

When the quiet has settled in
Music whispers to my heart
Naughty secrets that only I relish
At this magical midnight hour

Tender messages to a faraway love
Friendly chats with friends who’re up
Browsing poetry and songs
And other online knick knacks

Oh my, I do feel like a snack!
I’m tempted to partake
Some of that rich plum cake
With coffee, what a treat that would make

Now look at what’s popped in
A lovely comment on that poem
I lobbed in, well well
Some poetry sites do have their uses!

Yes, the world does feel closer now
Wrapped warmly around a few poets
Who share stories of their hearts
Around this great campfire

After this midnight soiree
My heart feels more settled
My world’s now set right
Sitting by this electronic campfire night

I yawn and stretch
And smile
Now that its time
To curl into a warm bed, goodnight!