Night Falls

Night falls, blanket thick

Purple edged spider’s nests

Reach thin-fingered starwards

Through cloud soup

Lit from beneath

Acquiring the power

That underlies them

Here on the bed

Tea-cosied and gestating

New Life

From within

Offering spirits in transit

A fresh home from Wrugbe

Flash in the dark speaks

Perhaps you too will relearn 1000 languages

When it is your turn to leave.

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One thought on “Night Falls

  1. Hello! So good to read another poem. Is the new life from within a baby — or something else you are giving birth to. HOW are you??! Keep sending out these beautiful, edgy words.

    Love from USA

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