The night
is like a cat;
unpredictable, independent, headstrong.
The day
is like a dog;
affection-seeking, social and faithful.
Tag Archives: Night
Returning Home
Here are the sailors in drowsy skies
softly ferrying
a day’s remembrance gathered in
with sails and silver oars
On the borders of night
Twilight is like the silence
after a spoken prayer
its wistful longing
lingering on
in the growing shadows
of the oncoming night
Nightlight
In the nightlight
Love undresses
layer by layer
until
it stands naked
holding nothing
but itself
Solitude
The moon
is sinking low
behind the pale horizon
and I am alone
haunted by a shadowy sea
of starlit memories
I take my solitude
by the hand
and together we walk
along a prayer-spangled beach
untroubled by the drifting years
of the night
