Where Blue Roosts

Deep Woods by C. Grimes ($30)

Where blue roosts at midnight
I roam leaves and climb limbs
star stained with wishes.

Alone casts its shadow across
my arms as it sighs its song of solitude.

Every worry knotted hour I carried
in daylight surrenders to the peace
of moonlight prayers.

The nightingale calls from the
weightless realm of dreams.

©Susie Clevenger 2018


Margaret said…
This whole poem is wonderfully written - read it three times.
brudberg said…
This made think of how good the night can be...

wonderful dreams
annell4 said…
A wonderful poem to wrap up the year!!
Sanaa Rizvi said…
GORGEOUS!💞 So much to love here 😊 especially; "star stained with wishes."
Jim said…
I like, Susie. Oh to be so free, even if one does have to wait until Moonlight. Then there's a price to pay, no warm blanket, no bathroom close, and no body to snuggle with.
Kerry O'Connor said…
I too shall listen for the nightingale's call.

Wishing you a very happy New Year, Susie.