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Shhh
A work in progress. I've been playing with this one for months. I had in mind a third verse, but then didn't like said third verse, so deleted it.
Am wondering if it actually needs further verses, or works better as a two verse poem. Continuing it seemed to lose the frozen moment feeling I was going for.
Anyways. Here it is:
Shhh
Shhhh...
Don’t make a sound,
in the night,
in the dark,
of the early hours.
Waiting for noises,
to shatter,
and resolve themselves.
A footfall,
or a tried door,
or a car in the distance,
going anywhere.
With starlight above them,
they’re travelling,
taking in roads like a necklace.
Pearls over hillside.
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