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!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lines dances in rhyme....much creative anita......thanks for sharing...sebastine