I'm in a poetry phase

Let me sleep,
electric night!
Pregnant with storm
you rumble and flash
impatient actors
uncued behind a curtaincloud
"Now!?"..."Now!?"..........."Now!?"...
..."Now!?".."Now!?".."Now!?"
asks lightning that never touches ground
Thunder, wind shakes the leaves
But still no water soaks these trees.

To no avail,
I close my eyes.
You will not be ignored,
electric night.

"All that glitters..."
your lights remind.
Unrested, I know
All that is darkness
is not night.


DMonteith

I may think this stinks in the morning, but it's giving me something to do on a restless night. :-)