Eye-opener

[Pendragon]

EYE-OPENER

Dark and dreadful was the night. I lay awake
for fear nightmares would come calling again.
The silence spoke volumes to my troubled brain.
Will it never end?

I rose and walked to the window hoping that
the cold night air would do me good. It did not.
Not a breath of wind stirred the curtain. No moon.
The night was pitch-black.

I got dressed and went out into the night air,
wandering aimlessly along the dark streets;
searching, seeking… something. What, I did not know.
No one ever does.

At the park, I sat on a bench in silence,
just thinking. From far away I heard a sound,
faint, but clear: A clock striking the hour of twelve.
Midnight and alone.

It may have been just a dream, but people passed;
an enormous crowd. They were specters, every one.
“The night is ours, leave us be!” they cried loudly.
I ran home very fast!

My room is cheerless; the night is still very black.
Loneliness and fear are constantly with me.
But I look out the window into the dark;
I am not dead yet…

Pendragon

[symphony]

You're a true night-wanderer, Pen.

Midnight and alone.

i think this line will come back at me in the next few days, and not only in the midnights-- i can equally hear in this: "afternoon and alone" and "evening and alone", and so on...

[Lokasenna]

Very enjoyable! You seem to have something very Poe-esque going on, and it works wonderfully, encapsulating both movement in and detachment from society.

[Sapphire]

I like the strength which this poem speaks: "not dead yet" Thank you for sharing!

[ampoule]

This is chilling, Pendragon, and good, very good. It frightens me.

[AuntShecky]

Did you ever read "I Am Acquainted with the Night" ? For some reason,this one reminded me of that poem by Frost, esp. where the speaker says that he walked down to the end of town and back.

[Pendragon]

thank you all