Faye Sizemore

NURSE’S NAP

Darkness spills all around
… a cloak to wrap myself in
from daily cares that abound
A veil lain down to calm
away the cares of the day
… a dark midnight balm
where my thoughts run free
and nothings worrying me
Nothing save a scream
… from a tortured brothers
fevered dream
intruding on my realm
… of velvet dark rest
with its cutting edge’s quest
Compassion keeps me awake
and guilt waits at sleep’s gate
Now my rest is not complete
knowing his nightmares repeat
For it is in the darkness
… that the demons feast and eat

©Copyright December 1, 2003 by Faye Sizemore

MOON FLOWERS

Moon Flower Moth A pale flower did bloom
in the darkness of the moon
Many velvet petals did it form
grew thorns to keep from harm

Beheld in the moonlight
… a most glorious sight
and its sweet perfume
would rise to my room

A new moon rises
and so… but of no aim
death to the moonflower
in the darkness came

Rise anew on another night
Waft your sweet perfume
… invade again… my room
and… so dispel the gloom

Deeply… I inhale
… with half closed eyes
opening in wide surprise
… to hear a lover’s sigh

Moonflowers… born of night
below in the darkness mist
… just out of my sight
holding a lover’s tryst