The Music of Night / Poem by Lily Swarn

 
Poem by Lily Swarn
 
 
The Music of Night
 
Night has its own music
That of silence
A punch of quietude
 
A vacuum like hollowness
Carved out from cacophonous day
 
Sculpted with statuesque midnight
Coal black and palpable
 
Flirtatious moon
Wooing the silver stars
Suspended in eternal shine
 
A thick velvet pall of serenity
A bit like Donne’s death
Proud night
Haughty in its attitude
 
With only a hooting owl
And a squeaking mouse
 
A bewitched banshee
Hanging upside down
From the ancient banyan tree
 
And your heart thudding next to mine
Rapid fire and staccato
 
Copyright Lily Swarn 23.1.2018
 
 

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