Silent Combs of Pen

Silent Combs Of Pen          	


Hello good friends
Inspiration
Of songs sung
By wind chimes rung
Miles away
On a mountain  
Say you sleep

In longing do I rise
To sit beside your side
And listen to the anthem
That brings the night to life
But it’s nearly the witch’s hour
How alone I mock and scour
As nights growing power 
Splits the very sky

For words feed my hunger 
As night shells out its thunder 
Let pen wrought and plunder 
Thoughts inside my mind 
That catches waves at nap 
Or songs love birds rap 
How silently my wife 
Sleeps inside our bed 

And I wonder if she wonders 
Why awake I cannot slumber 
As to sit in idle umbra 
Wielding silent combs of pen 
For awake or in dream 
We are cast upon life’s sea 
Only distance sets us free 
Come let us be upon our way
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