DAYTIME THOUGHTS
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John Herlihy
Our daytime thoughts,
Nurture everyday feelings.
Everything seen in clear light,
The literal world in our sight.
Day after day standing in rows,
What will happen nobody knows.
Heart aflutter with little fears,
Memories falling as little tears.
In the cool of the afternoon,
Daily affairs swept by a broom.
Nostalgia on his aging face,
Doubt taking surety’s place.
Twilight’s essence brings,
The day’s end of things.
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(c) John Herlihy 19 February 2020
NIGHTIME FEELINGS
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John Herlihy
Night’s dark essence brings,
A shadowy beginning of things.
The night now moonlit grey,
No ordinary words to say.
Feelings reduced to a whisper,
Dreaming dreams of a drifter.
Light as a feather you and I,
You a murmur, me a sigh.
Holding her in caress awake,
With no desire to escape.
She herself wanted to stay,
Just kissing her breath away.
We reappear in daytime thoughts,
We disappear in nighttime feelings.
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(c) John Herlihy 19 February 2020
I wouldn't say that my days and nights are like your poem. But throughout our lives, we each develop a routine that we use during the night and during the day. Good or bad, it's how we play.
For example, last night, out of the blue with no seeming relation to any other thing that I know of, I got an idea for a story that will be written, thanks to a couple of hours of sleeplessness where I perfected the storyline.
Ron
Rebecca