Tag: night time

poem #28

May 23, 2021

night owl

it comes at night.
i love the nocturnal silence.
when it comes to me
and takes hold!
only daylight is my saviour.

i do not mind the bland
paint job on the wall.
or the dull, worn out carpet.
the sepulchral surroundings
comfort and ground me.

i am a daydreamer.
my head whirling with words
that find their proper order
in the starkness of this room.

poem #8

November 11, 2020

the canal in winter

the smell of bonfire
hung thickly in the air
like old velvet curtains.
it was a cold night,
like when you leave 
the freezer door open.

the yellow diaphanous glow
that flooded from windows
was my only illumination,
lighting the path ahead
of a walk i know so well.

people sitting atop their boats
did not notice me.
they smoked and played instruments
and the aroma of piped tobacco
filled my nostrils and
comforted my senses.