Thursday, 1 January 2015

The Night Watch OR Beyond Dreams

Not only is love is much the same the world over, but it is nearly always the case that anyone who comes between two lovers has either a bigoted axe to grind against one or both of them or is simply a socio-cultural-religious anachronism in this crazy, mixed-up, 21st century of ours.


I have greeted chimes of midnight,
lain beside you at the toll for one,
where half-dreams flow into starlight
nurturing a life force barely begun

I have heard the clock ticking over
for the passing of happy hours
nor shall, when it stops, run for cover,
but embrace a time forever ours

I have heard sweet songs at sunrise,
watched the last stars slip away,
the dawn of time in love's bright eyes
promising another beautiful day

As nature pauses at stark winter’s cold,
so lovers dream, beyond a growing old

Copyright R. N. Taber 2007; 2014

[This poem has been slightly revised from the original as it first appeared in Accomplices to Illusion by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2007; revised ed. in e-format in preparation.]

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