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