Dark Night Poem by C Richard Miles

Dark night has lost its hold on city streets
And semi-daylight sheds its shades instead
Inveigling sleep to flee from folded sheets
For time, that foe once feared, appears near dead.
And denizens of day emerge, drunk-dazed,
Disorientated by unwonted light
That ventures to extinguish thoughts, so crazed
By making bright as day, submissive night,
That birdsong rules the evening as the morn
And nightingale and nightjar are now joined
By avian harmonies designed for dawn
To create harsh, discordant counterpoint
But though now hours of day extend so long,
They still cannot constrain death’s timeless song.