I Love The Night, by Suzy Davies

I love the night,

dark enclosed spaces,

when the mind can wander

to any places,

when reality shifts,

imagination walks in,

and you may dream

most anything.

Nothing’s impossible,

when darkness’s hand

draws phantasmal shapes,

to comprehend,

and space transforms

to the infinite,

when shadows loom

in the dead of night.

I love the night,

the drifting stars,

lanterns of the firmament,

in constellations.

The clouds, which swim

across the sky,

dance with the moon,

a crescent, on high.

And in the garden,

when darkness comes,

the glimmer of distant, scattered

homes -

the lights of cars

on ribbons of roads,

heading for somewhere,

along the coast.

I love the night,

the windswept shore,

the creek of the wind

on the old town pier -

and lights’ reflections

on the homecoming tide,

the laughter of couples,

in love with the night.

Copyright Suzy Davies 30/05/2017 All Rights Reserved. No Copying.