Nineseventeen Pm

Nineseventeen PM Evening mingling with night Eyes of light from the tears of night Stars call from the sky Listening earth collects the sounds For the struggle of the boats In the rise and fall of the tall struggle Nineseventeen PM The moon wanders across my thoughts Playing with the fireflies near the hospital In their deep breath Colours still wait in the eyes of the beds Nineseventeen PM The night takes away hours from the clock The water making room for the next water of the river towards the ocean The night descends Filling its buckets with cool water Balm of its wounds Nineseventeen PM I look at them for words Words of life from the words of death Lying underneath From the half-light a bird appears Innocent tender and restless My words change its focus again Nineseventeen PM June 24, 2018 For nineseventeenPM Poetry Contest Sponsored by : John Lawless