4 A.M.

DesertWords

An unexpected sound at 4 a.m.
Humming, idling engine
in the darkness
Now a second one
Light reflections, red
and yellow,
seeping through 
slatted blinds
Flashing
Pulsing on the wall
A stretcher empty going in
Not so returning to the sea
of shimmering lights
A motionless figure,
released
Sound fades into silence
taillights disappear
into darkness
a street light casts
long shadows
on the sidewalk
The street is still
The house dark
Stars watch
The moon
weeps

  • Author: DesertWords (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 14th, 2018 11:47
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 40
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  • onepauly

    a poem

    • DesertWords

      The highest award! Thanks.

      • onepauly

        4:00 am. I like that time very much.
        and see it almost every morning.



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