Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Nocturne Fading Into Light
insomnia is almost an oasis
in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.
Sedonie Gabrielle Colette
Listening to the long moan
of a train,
morning dark, pillows soft
near our window pane,
I breathe the cool scent
of dampness, your shirt
washed in deep pines.
Slim introvert,
I feign sleep reposing
next to you
and sense all of your dreams
journeying through
my mind as well.
They ride the early rail,
linked scenes moving
fast in shadow, spare detail.
My form bends with your bone-
sculptured grace.
You have suffered loss
but comfort leaves this space
for me to draw you close
whether you rest or rise.
The train song airs, your past
travels on with those skies
of night and paling dawn.
Here, my presence will remain
like water softening stone,
eroding a fine man's pain.
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Note --The Lovely painting is called, Insomnia" by French artist, Marie-France Riviere. More of her fine work can be seen at her online gallery --
www.grivere.com/expo2000.
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