Long lonely night

Silence in the stillness

of the brooding night,

half in dream land,

trying to focus on

the flickering courser

as it races across the screen

in an effort to plumb

the depth of our humanity

and how the bloodshed

and destruction can

come out of this humanity;

are we really such destructive

characters; storming intellect,

butterflies glide colourfully

into sight, only to be torn apart,

joining the retinue of destruction,

no bomb needed for that,

not even the deadly crack of a pistol

just greed and self centredness

which destroys our world,

leaving a grey dingy silence,

which I sit typing,

trying to come to terms

with this long lonely night.

 

4 thoughts on “Long lonely night

    • Hi thanks for re-blogging this poem onto your blog, and hope your followers also enjoy it. I certainly enjoyed writing, checking and publishing this poem. I had no idea what to write, but once I got the first line it just kept growing. best wishes and blessings, Charles.

    • Thanks Daniel, its one of those poems where I had an idea that I wanted to write, but could not get my head around it. I got the first line and it just grew from there. Best wishes and blessings, Charles.

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