In Twilight Time
In that luminous twilight time
between drowsiness and the capture
of sleep another world is entered
of fleeting images and thoughts
as though previews are being
presented offering a choice of
theatrical performances to intrigue
and carry you into that world you
may have suspected exists but had
no real reason to since such a world
runs counter to rational thought
and experience that evaporates
during waking hours belies its
ghostly presence only to be once
again re-introduced through the
endless clockwork in the routine
of existence in the world where
we live and love and work and play
suffer and mourn, aspire and regret
consumes our intense notice while
the other soothes our deep sleep.
Tuesday, September 24, 2019
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Poetry
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