Come, Night... Poem by Eric Cockrell

Come, Night...

Rating: 4.0


come, night...
night of the holy,
open arms outstretched,
wrapping all that hurts
and burns in cooling blackness.
come, night,
night of the candle lit,
of the curtains blown,
of the silent whispers.
come, night,
night of the glass upturned,
of the laughter of comrades,
of the talking of the eyes.
come, night,
night of the bodies wrapped,
the tongues electric,
the hardness and the wetness.
come, night,
night of quiet reflection,
of soulful introspection,
of prayer beyond words.
come, night,
night of sleep eternal,
of the wind that leaves the body,
and searches the depths of emptiness.
come, night...
let us walk!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 18 March 2012

Love it, a really fantastic poem, a great write.

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Valerie Dohren 18 March 2012

Beautiful poem, full of insight.

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Ekaterina M. Polischuk 18 March 2012

what a wonderful mystery poem with lot of miracles in the words

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