Now that it is night
With clouds vanquished far away
Summertime feels here
poetry, prose, and photography
Now that it is night
With clouds vanquished far away
Summertime feels here
My relentless mind
In perpetual motion
Sleeping’s a challenge
Awake against my will
Dreaming of dreaming
Longing for slumber
The machinery of my mind
Psychological cogs churn and spin
Whirring hum of my soul

With the sun’s motion
And the light starting to fade
Night’s calmness coming
Fears and darkness
Which the night births
Then magnifies
Calmed by
Daylight
So ends the weekend
Sunlight behind the mountains
Dawn is coming soon

Evening has arrived
Listening to classic jazz
Spring rides the starlight
A gentle breeze blows
Branches scrape against my house
This brusque goose-like cry
Startles me abruptly