Let Day Fade to Night
Now, at this very moment,
when winds howl as windows shudder,
the moon glows in full regalement
and utters not a sound,
as beams of cool resound,
soften shadowed night.
Snug inside I remain,
outside the light translucent,
deserted streets and parted curtains lucid,
as searching eyes peer into the bluster,
but only a cat musters the courage,
a quick dash across the road
into its shadowy abode.
Clouds on high skate by,
their burgeoning rounds
flattened and streaking
across the purple hues of night, becoming,
stars rising to their blinking might,
ever so slowly filling the sky.
As the wind whistles around the eves,
a monotonic aversion to melody,
it seems as though the house is moaning,
wooden frames complaining
about the cool affront,
the brunt of opposing its nightly retirement.
And in my heart a quiet disconcerting,
the squall like an ongoing dispersion
of all that lingered in day’s thoughts,
yet not let go, too much whirling
and a scrambled mind that needs a wine,
a nice red to end the show.
So by the fire, feet up and wine in hand,
I let go the day that’s been,
too much seen and known to recount,
so in the soft embers and amid the dancing shadows,
I sip my brew and mind rescinds,
to let night absolve everything.
Clouds now cleared, blown away,
making ready for another day,
while night glistens like sunset ponds,
crystal gems alight,
and night’s embrace is by the fireplace, warm and cozy,
winds outside so far away.
Tony DeLorger © 2018
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Sounds like a cozy evening. Lovely verse, Tony.
Glad you enjoyed it, Phyllis. Take care.
Nice work my friend. Sounds like a lovely way to get away from the bustle of everyday. The depth of your description of the outside world, outside your abode is truly intense. I loved it. Nice work Tony.
Much appreciated Paul, glad you enjoyed it.
Your palette a beautiful array of colors my friend, you take the day and convert it to night as elegantly as a true artist of brush and colors. You soften the harshness of the day by having us delight in the quietude of nights cover. I can hear the crackling fire, see the cat slinking into it’s cover for the night, the light of day quietly vanishing as blue sky turns to charcoal streaked in color, then shades of black with satellites seen high in the far outer reaches of the heavens. Stars coming out to shine their warmth. All of this I see with you Tony. Then we curl up, uncork our favorite red and sip a glass or two depending on our mood, maybe even the bottle:-)) too. I see it all, you have tremendous visual attributes in your work, letting us your readers feel present with you as you unwind from the day’s gifts. Bravo, warmly penned. I toast to thee with my glass of red in hand.
And so you should, the red I mean. It does us good. Glad you enjoyed the visual journey, my friend. Cheers Vincent!