Nocturne
Night comes tripping inside my head.
Wind bursts sway trees tops,
then stillness drops.
Dreams flap, soar on an updraft.
Notes land, wings enwrap me.
Feather steps skip
down a staircase without a slip
into silence that echoes
up a gallery for three floors
under every bedroom door.
Crystal bells are stones
dropped into a well,
circles spin into darkness,
I follow.
https://www.redfez.net/poetry/night-nocturne-2590
Date Published: 10/9/17