Night Noise

Night noise.

Clock ticks in darkened hall

 Counting time in constant rhyme

 Lace curtains dance in warm night air

 First autumn moon casts silver light.

 And floorboard creak in silent house

 The heat of day released in sighs

 On distant headland vixen heard

 Her voice cries lonely to the night

 But underneath the rafters high

 Family sleeps in deep repose

 And all the troubles of the day

 Disperse like mist into the night

 Still clock ticks constant rhyme

 Forever counting passing time.

 

© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com 2015

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