Deep into
The lonely night
Its stars by force
Transmit the light
A trembling thought
Transferred to ink
A weary ghost
In words to link.
The passing of
The moments gaze
The hours plea
To negotiate
Times passing phase
An all seeing eye
A draining dream
Beneath slumbering sky.
A steady beat
Welds heart to soul
A strangers glance
A memory old
Spirits stand
In alcove graves
Shadows dance
The mind it saves.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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