Midnight …

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Spring and still awake

deep into the night

Through my open

window sounds of darkness

Crickets …

An occasional night-bird calling …

A roaming cat’s lonely call …

Tires singing on the highway

as travelers make their way

home … or running away

A restlessness comes over

me as I cannot sleep

Oh to be a cricket enjoying

the cool spring night

Or … a night-bird sharing

its song for those awake to listen

Maybe a cat … free to roam and

enjoy the night

But …

Most of all …

to have tires singing beneath

me as I drive away to parts

Unknown …

 

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

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Midnight…

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Hot summer night

Restless…

Sleep escapes me

 

Tossing and turning

sheets tangled

and heart racing

 

Looking for release

a midnight walk

cooling breezes

calming my steamy skin

 

A chance encounter

And…

My life would 

Never be the Same

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Midnight

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Listening…

 

The air feels different

on my skin

 

Time has a strange 

taste on my tongue

 

And…

 

My soul searches

for yours

 

Yet…

 

All I hear

is a loneliness

of the clock ticking

toward Tomorrow

 

Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

 

Nearing Midnight

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Almost Midnight

Waiting…

Nearing midnight

Longing…

 

This is my time

To share

Or

Not…

 

To give of

myself…

Or

Not…

 

Where are you?

Why are you so elusive?

My needs and

Desires go

Unnoticed

You ignore me

Ignore my will

 

Waiting…

Nearing Midnight…

Longing…

 

Neither comes…

Sleep…

        Nor

my Muse

 

Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

 

Midnight Memories

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The witching hour

…after midnight

 

My Muse loves to wake me then

teasing me with ideas…

making me pay attention…

forcing me to write…

when all I 

want is sleep

 

She gives no choices…

filling my brain with

words so fast at times

I struggle to write

fast enough 

Before… 

They disappear

And…

are lost to me

Forever

 

Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry

As Always, I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you LOVE.
As Ever, Annie