Sunbled to bed

The ancient eavesdropper

A slice in the sky at dusk,

red bleeding from bluish-gray,

golden orange descending into the sea.

Colors gush and coagulate, breathe and retire.

Calm, steady winds clear the cloudy ceiling higher,

as the moon forms a scab in the night –

its eery yellow beams stab stars in black cloth.

The nocturnal stage is set for crickets,

chorus frogs, bats and moths 

whose amplified sounds do little to help

the insomniac’s cause.

Stillness finally comforts the weary,

head resting on the pillow,

tired eyelids heavy,

sealed shut – 

healing dreams,

subconscious clot.

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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7 Responses to Sunbled to bed

  1. Carrie Birde says:

    Lovely imagery, lovely tone. I see this place when I close my eyes. 🙂

  2. Jen E Town says:

    Brillant imagery. Made me think that maybe Van Gogh had a sunset like that.

  3. Ms. Vee says:

    Great imagery! I love the flow….

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