Fay Slimm

Rookie - 12 Points (Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

Night Hangs Heavy. - Poem by Fay Slimm

Thick and warm, midnight
Admonishes souls
With tight reins.

Lengthening minutes with strings
Of silence, ringing
In lonesome ears.......... goals
Met, then dissolved in thick mist
By such things as.........
Lonliness, ...... heavy as lead,
And yoked tight around
My heart, blankets hope.

The scale weighted...........
With tears,
Sends burden of boundless
Steel netting to snare more hours,
Until the late night strikes fear
Of the future.................
Into my poor waiting heart.

But you send before dawn
Curtains of love, descending
Like rainbows.......... to loosen
Dark's hold, and pressure
Departs as the sun rises.

I then am reminded of your.........
Patient love.
Heavy is only at night.


Comments about Night Hangs Heavy. by Fay Slimm

  • Rookie Shashendra Amalshan (7/23/2009 12:44:00 AM)

    this is a cool one indeed.. felt your words to the core.. and you v woven it in a most beautiful manner indeed.. this is beautiful Fay..loved it..10++

    with love
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  • Rookie Bob Gibson (7/16/2009 2:39:00 PM)

    Its the darkness and the silence of the midnight hour
    no birds to sing, no bells to ring, no scent from a sleeping flower
    just the ticking of the clock, as darkness fills the air
    then the dawn breaks, and saves us from despair (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tsira Goge (7/16/2009 11:40:00 AM)

    But you send before dawn
    Curtains of love, descending
    Like rainbows.......... to loosen
    Dark's hold,
    ..............................................
    it's wonderful, Fay...10...
    Tsira (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Carol Gall (7/16/2009 9:23:00 AM)

    good fay the iht is more so for lonely (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Lynda Robson (7/16/2009 7:47:00 AM)

    Beautiful words Fay, I think our fears and worries can be magnified at night, and then night can hang heavy as you say, well done,
    10
    Lynda xx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Stephen Stirk (7/16/2009 7:32:00 AM)

    Another lovely poem Fay. I'ts such a truthful observation that the mind seems to work overtime during the unaptly named 'restful hours'. It seems that many issues and personal worries surface, just to keep us awake. Lovely sentiment and intimacy within
    Best
    Steve (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 16, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 2, 2009


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