Night and I, play in the darkness,
At this keyboard of all words...silence.
No dogs mumbling, no cat biting me
Good Night! No rustlings in this 'house'.
Dusk, as the first moonbeam yet to be
Seen. In this way, and Time, are poems
Managed on the screen...in silence.
No songs to startle. Only sound is this
Computer tower humming, creating,
Investigating every letter I type, every
Universe that knocks on its circuits.
Protector, or Private Eye...third Eye?
It lays dormant all day, much as I, at
This bridge house...silence.
It blinks into Life this Night, as I
Listen to a marine radio, mute...
Dormant.
Silence.
When I work at night...wow! do I ever miss my pets...uh, Manx, and even that raccoon living under my house...feeding it makes it kinda a 'pet'...
Good Evening!
At this keyboard of all words...silence.
No dogs mumbling, no cat biting me
Good Night! No rustlings in this 'house'.
Dusk, as the first moonbeam yet to be
Seen. In this way, and Time, are poems
Managed on the screen...in silence.
No songs to startle. Only sound is this
Computer tower humming, creating,
Investigating every letter I type, every
Universe that knocks on its circuits.
Protector, or Private Eye...third Eye?
It lays dormant all day, much as I, at
This bridge house...silence.
It blinks into Life this Night, as I
Listen to a marine radio, mute...
Dormant.
Silence.
When I work at night...wow! do I ever miss my pets...uh, Manx, and even that raccoon living under my house...feeding it makes it kinda a 'pet'...
Good Evening!