Midnight Poem by Richard D Remler

Midnight



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last night the stars fell.
not all of them, but enough
to paint the sky in
flickering threads
of watercolor firelight
that disappeared into the
midnight breeze.
i counted almost thirty before i gave up
and called it a night.
every now and again the quiet can be so beautiful
we cannot help but to drink it in.



Copyright © MMXVII Richard D. Remler

Sunday, February 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,experience,midnight,nature,solitude,star
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"Sometimes there is no darker place than our thoughts, the moonless midnight of the mind"

~. Dean Koontzt
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