Friday, November 20, 2009

Poetry Challenge

Prompt: slow poem

Night’s Exit

A sliver of time wedged between

Darkness and light,

When the stillness of night

Greets the noise of day

Beckons me.

This is my still spot, my quiet slice

Of life without expectations

Of grandeur or even

Mediocrity where I am

Simply me.

The dreaminess of night slowly recedes

As reality of day tickles my mind awake.


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