In the Night

I sit tonight
And...stare
Out my window
At
The passersby
In their cars
Under the stars
Close to far
Going
  About
    Their
      Way
      Though
    Day
  Has
Passed
This
  Way
    And
      That
      Further
    Than
  The
Last
They go
Past my window
Soon
The flow of cars
Dwindles
And people
      Walk
   By
In fewer
   And fewer
      Numbers
The space
Outside
My window
Grows
  v  o  i  d
Of human movements
The night
Becomes
     Still
And
   Peaceful
And welcomed
In
To my elements
My hours,
              My time
Am I
For
Well acquainted with
The night
I
    Am
With the hours
Long after
The...sun
Has
      Fled
And the moon
None too soon
Fills my room
With its
Silvery light
A
Shadow
Over
     There
Right
     There
Of a tree
A ghost
In
  The
    N I G H T
A
Movement
Over the ground
Not a sound
To be found
Of a...fox
Soon
        Gone
A noise
A light
A car passes
On the 
      Once
   Busy
Street
Now in solitude
Left alone
A house, dark
Windows
Its owners...asleep
Or
Still out
I wouldn't know
A dog barks
And
      Breaks
The silence
The still solitude
A streetlight
      Stands
      Guard
    A
    Lone
  Sentry
In the night
The only light
In my sight
And shows
The
      Way
For a lone soul
Walking
    Down
        The
            Street
Nobody
    Else
        To
            Meet
Oblivious
To my watching
My notice
Of his going by
Time passes
      S
     L
    O
   W
  L
 Y
As I sit here
And look and see
All around me
What can be
Seen
In the night
Where darkness
Reigns
And new creatures
     Rule
The land
The others
Of
    The day
Now sleep
Hidden
  A
   W
     A
      Y
In their keeps
Away from the 
Creatures
The kings
     Of
  The night
As day has...passed
A new atmosphere
Settles
All
   A
    R
    O
   U
  N
 D
The still air
Is bro
         ken
By a breath
Of wind
But is soon
     Still
Again
And brings
Calm
To a once
Hectic
          Day
The hours...start
To pass
It has
To last
But...won't
As the dark
      S
     L
    O
   W
  L
 Y
Gives way
To
    L I G H T
And
    N I G H T
My night
Begins
To come
To
Its
        E
        N
        D
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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