For no reason at all...

[pemberlybudgie]

...except the sudden restlessness of a January night.
***

Only at midnight

When the hands of the clock stood up tall

Did we guess how large

The world was

When the round curve

Of the moon in unbroken deeps

Shivered the scudding clouds

And burst past branches

With a revelation:

The loneliness betwixt

Might be, not in her,

But us. It may be we

(An old deep legend

Comments

[anonymous]

Did you write this? Because it's sooo beautiful. I think the first stanza is the best for evoking so much in so few words.

[pemberlybudgie]

I suppose...or rather it wrote itself, in my head one night, and I was so very lazy as to not refine it much, and stick it up anyway!

thanks :)