Sleepless Light

In this town, where light fears to sleep,
worn sun beams weep,
outside prism doors,
on mottled floors.

The black night with the sickle eye,
knocks on the sky,
the lone monk whirls
where twilight curls.

Star silhouettes against the white,
blink out of sight,
as cobwebbed dreams,
swallow their screams.

Minute Poem – 12 lines of 60 syllables- in 3 stanzas of 8-4-4-4 syllables each- with aabb/ ccdd/ eeff/ rhyme scheme. One I wrote earlier is here.
Linked to Imaginary Garden

18 thoughts on “Sleepless Light

  1. The images in this piece are haunting, Rajani. I love the feeling of the fearful light, weeping outside of prism doors, yet surrounded by the splotches of light who have made the journey before them (or so I felt as I read this). Beautiful!



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