Realities of the Night [Fourth Reality]

Born in the very early hours of the night as I looked out of my window while preparing for bed.  It continued to grow through the day till it was mature enough to be posted to Muse.

Realities of the Night  -  26 Jun 12

Low-flying cloud
Paints the night
With shades of grey
Wraps street lamps
In filigree damp
Cloaks the trees
With diamante robes

Wolf howl
Baying to an imagined Moon
Startled Peacocks
Ruffled feathers
Shaking their secret eyes
Seeing into other worlds
Awaiting sunrise

Silence of the mists
Hides the calls
Whispered words
Muttered incantations
Calling
Midnight Amethysts to
Burn bright





I find it very interesting how a random insertion into my sight and thoughts can deliver surreal imagery to be included in a poem ~ thank you Muse.