eventide

 

this day has sung its song

now the evening brings a final hush

 

and we have run out of words

we bring our dishes inside

 

for the wash and dry and put-away

for the clatter of plates and bowls and such

 

for cabinet doors and drawers

opening and closing

 

and now for the soft chairs and the question

what shall we watch

 

but no, this night begs quiet

we ease into the quiet

 

letting go of energy, of ambition

turn inward

 

reading, writing, day dreaming our way

into night dreams

 

 

 

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Written on 2023-06-03 at 03:56

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Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
Ah Lovely
makes me wonder what have you been doing during the day
Beyond beautiful
2023-06-07