Friday, 9 April 2010

poetry THE HOUSE

THE HOUSE

WITHIN A HOUSE WITHIN A ROOM

BEHIND THE DARKNESS AND THE GLOOM

A CLOCK STANDS TALL, PROUD AND STRAIGHT

ALWAYS ON TIME, NEVER LATE

HOURLY CHIMES TELL THE TIME

CHILDREN BEDTIME NURSERY RHYME

GOODNIGHT KISS TUCKED UP TIGHT

FLICK THE SWITCH, KILL THE LIGHT

DOWNTHE STAIRS PAST THE DOOR

ACROSS THE FRESHLY MOPPED WOODEN FLOOR

INTO THE LOUNGE, ENJOY A DRINK

ALONE IN THOUGHTS TIME TO THINK

BESIDE THE FIRE A CAT IS SLEEPING

IN THE GARDEN THE WILLOW IS WEEPING

BY THE BARN AN OWL IN FLIGHT

DANCING BATS FILL THE NIGHT

STARS AT PLAY COVER THE SKY

HIDE & SEEK AS CLOUDS PASS BY

THE MOON BRIGHT PROUD AND BOLD

EVENING CHILL WINTERS COLD

THE CREAKING SOUND, GATE STILL OPEN

BACK AND FORTH LOCK LAYS BROKEN

NATURES VOICE SOFTLY SPOKEN

FORM DEEPEST SLEEP SUDDENLY WOKEN

THROUGH THE WINDOW ALL IS STILL

GLASS OF WATER SLEEPING PILL

BACK TO BED CURLED UP TIGHT

A PRAYER TO KEEP YOU SAFE AT NIGHT

BUZZING FLY SPINNING WEB SPIDER

GOD ABOVE OUR SPIRITUAL GUIDER

THE GOINGS ON THAT WE NEVER SEE

EVERYTHING JUST THE WAY IT SHOULD BE

THROUGH THE NIGHT WITH ALL ITS SURPRISES

ITS MANY FACES AND ENDLESS DISGUISES

THE ANIMALS NOISE THE SQUEAKING MOUSE

IT’S JUST ANOTHER NIGHT WITHIN THE HOUSE

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