Dream Night Silk
The evening formed shivering sable remembrances
Of so many nights before just standing in the rain,
And moonlight flickered silently over sleeping streams
A trembling golden cavalcade with no need to explain
How even in the deepest shade a lantern light will glow
A shimmering milestone leading to wherever moments play,
And when threadbare clouds cast cloaks across the glowering sky
They flap like washing on a line on Nature’s washing day.
The sacred night crept over many dark and silent shades
Ever onward turning pages to where their dream sunrise waits,
Watching distant dawn rimmed silhouettes before their image fades
While dream night silk keeps patience, just behind its morning gates,
As on the edge where sky meets sea, soon it will meet the dawn
Where sunlight soft life’s dreams are spun around each living day
And those dream night silken whispers seem to be growing forlorn
For night and day are separate shades forever, come what may.
The night’s breathing softly whispered for the rest it dared desire
As birdsong called through diamond dusk to wake the world again,
So it curled up in a shaded corner, still untouched by mornings fire
Where it dared to dream of evensong, and wished it could remain,
Until the dawn bloomed softly and set fire to dream night silk
Looking through a window, a child’s eyes screwed up from the sun
As it peered through a lace mist of exquisite cloud white milk
While far away the whispering sea said daylight had begun…
Copyright © Keith Robson | Year Posted 2017
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