At Bay
This gloaming settles
Calm and gray
And ominous,
Its shadows falling
Black on dark
From each detail
That fills this room:
A chiffonier,
That nightstand lamp,
The closet door
She left ajar,
And, buxom,
Looms her silhouette,
In reticence
Beside the bed
Where loneliness,
This gloomy night,
Will be held at bay.
September 13, 2017
Silhouette Poetry Contest,
Craig Cornish, Sponsor
Copyright © David Bose | Year Posted 2017
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