Prelude To The Night Poem by Fabrizio Frosini

It is the dusk of our lifetimes. We will sleep and not wake up, nobody, not even us, will be there. Nevermore

The photo is a rhapsody in blue and the poem suggests absence of a loved one. Subtle and suggestive.

this poem belongs and gives the title to my 14th collection of poems.. ''Prelude to the Night''..

Into another realm! ! Nice work.

There are only 24 words in this poem but it creates an impact that does not depend on elaboration or interpretation by the poet. The situation is so elemental as the individual confronts his essential aloneness in the world with night providing the eerie stillness as a backdrop for the awakened sleeper's vulneriblity. Will he dive back into the oblivion of sleep, or wrestle all night with this startling awareness? My guess is that sleep is over and deep thinking will last until daylight.

The sun is waiting and checking its watch....when to come hahahaha ...Ok serious comment is this...This is simple, but Simply beautiful ever :)