Simply Being
I am here! Simply here! Listening and lookingâŚ
The leaves are greener than yesterday,
and the days are cooler than last year,
Night is soon approaching, slowly and seducing
like the deep gaze of a lover,
But one needs to tread with care, as night likes to pry
on the most intimate secrets, calling and luring
and dragging you to the entrails of the earth
till you spit out the last word and let out
the last ghost that inhabits your very soul,
But night is your trusted confidant
and will guard you under her wings,
soothing, mystical, and ethereal, analogous to angels,
I surrender to the night⌠close my eyes and respireâŚ
I am here! Just here!
Simply being.
--Bernadete vdw, â25
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Comments
Love the use of respire. Your words show how we are never just simply being. Certainly not as poets. And your portrayal of the night in the life of a poet is spot on. It comes as a double edged sword for sure. A confidant yes but also a wheedler who loves nothing more than digging down into your soul and extracting feelings of which you may never have been aware. And the end to your poem reads like an invitation to the night to come.