Sweet dreams…
Photo: Kate Stone Matheson
Unsplash
in the darkest night
when thoughts
start circling
I try to remember
what it was like
when you
were still here
and made
everything
alright
cities are gorgeous
at night
you can’t see this
in the country
maybe they
look at the stars
instead
but being downtown
at night
especially when
there’s fireworks
is like being
in an alternate
reality
the beauty
can’t be explained
on a warm summer evening
on Michigan Avenue
well
nothing beats it
I used to play
there all the time
but things have changed
I don’t do that anymore
not by myself
and when you’re
inside the Mart
NEVER
take the stairs
Picture: Pixabay
with the setting sun
a new world is slowly born
a world of darkness
and sometimes
when no one is looking
monsters appear
clawing and drifting
through the night
walking through
invisible doors
of blackness into
the hearts and minds
of those who are lost
and afraid
the only difference
between day and night
is the light
but the night belongs
to beings who do not
worship the sun
but instead
drink in the
energy of shadows
in the still of the night
if you listen closely
you can hear the rustle
of soft wings
settling around
warm feathered bodies
the songs of the trees
sung by their leaves
played by the breeze as
colorful flower petals close
for the night
dreaming of bees visiting
when they reopen
in the morning
you can hear
the scurrying of tiny feet
running through underbrush
as small beings
search for food
shelter and safety
hunter
and hunted
like humans
they fight to
survive
in an unfair world
where the hunter
always has the
advantage
and no one
truly knows
why we keep
trying to stay
alive
the
night
is
pressing
against
my
window
asking
me
to
come
out
and
play
to
dance
and
twirl
in
the
street
to
give
in
to
its
dark
wings
and
smokey
promises
night
has
fallen
and
the
darkness
is
calling
asking
me
to
come
out
and
play
I
shake
my
head
and
refuse
but
the
shadows
wrap
around
me
and
I
lean
in
listening
to
the
nightsong
he
sings
following
the
steps
as
he
leads
me
barefoot
and
smiling
into
the
night
the
music
was
hypnotic
the
darkness
misty
black
I
knew
within
an
instant
that
the
night
and
stars
were
back
he
brushed
against
the
window
and
twirled
through
the
trees
come
out
come
out
and
dance
with
me
oh
pretty
pretty
please
I
laughed
out
loud
and
grabbed
my
shoes
then
ran
into
the
street
my
dear
he
whispered
softly
I
love
the
way
we
meet
the
darkness
flew
around
me
ran
up
and
down
my
spine
I
hope
you
know
my
lovely
that
you
always
will
be
mine
I
don’t
belong
to
anyone
especially
not
to
you
so
if
you
want
to
dance
with
me
come
up
with
something
new
a
joyful
noise
shot
through
the
sky
he
pulled
me
tight
and
close
I
beg
for
your
forgiveness
but
you
do
love
me
the
most
I
grinned
at
him
then
turned
and
ran
the
darkness
took
my
outstretched
hand
we
listened
to
that
red
hot
band
and
danced
the
night
away
Written
on March 2, 2019