Lazarus Knix

Rookie (New Jersey)

There Is No Guile.

Poem by Lazarus Knix

There is no guile to the night
The moon glows ever earnest white
And as we wrestle with respite
The moon glows ever earnest white

What could or could not be done
Forever sleeps beneath the sun
Your eyelids droop, dreams whisper “Come,
Forever sleep beneath the sun”

Snowflakes paint a shadow sheet
Upon our thoughts, and city streets
And like dreams, accumulate with sleep-
So stop rebutting with yourself
About what can and can’t be helped
Life’s a cordless, drifting kite,
Flown by a moon of earnest white.
There is no guile to the night.

Comments about There Is No Guile. by Lazarus Knix

  • rago rago (11/11/2009 1:03:00 AM)

    fine write all going through...................(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 11, 2009