Night’s Song

A keening sentinel’s cry
Alerts the senses
Splits the dark sky

Rising to a tragic peak
Piercing dreams
Of which the soul speaks

A momentary heartbeat skips
Inspiration soars
Through to the fingertips

A receding wonder of ethereal kind
Returning soft oblivion
To those left behind

J.Dennis – 10 May 2006

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