April 9, 2015 · 5:29 AM
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the moon is hiding

the moon is hiding 

out of sight

a glittering field of diamonds

light my way

though I’ve never minded the night

no more evil exists in it than does the day

 

there is a certain silence at 3 am 

it surrounds me, as does the dark

isolating yet comforting

because the silence

and the darkness

force me

to open both eyes and ears

forces me to see

forces me to hear

and with that,

the night

protects me

 

~Melanie Thomason

 

 

 

 

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11 responses to “the moon is hiding”

  1. zacharybinks19
    April 9, 2015 at 5:42 AM

    Really like this! “there is a certain silence at 3am”

    Reply
  2. laurie27wsmith
    April 9, 2015 at 7:18 AM

    It’s a great time to lie there and review one’s life to Melanie.

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  3. j matthew waters
    April 9, 2015 at 7:23 AM

    this lovely poem flows effortlessly

    Reply
  4. Wendell A. Brown
    April 9, 2015 at 9:56 AM

    Beautiful poem…thanks for sharing!

    Reply
  5. hitandrun1964
    April 10, 2015 at 1:46 AM

    I love this. I can feel your senses opening…hearing becomes intense and you say it so beautifully. The words just fall into place. Happy Poetry Month to a fabulous poet.

    Reply
  6. nokindofmagic
    April 10, 2015 at 7:05 AM

    Darkness indeed makes us see, or should I say feel more. And then the sun comes up to burn our conclusions…

    Reply

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