A QUIET NIGHT

 

Had this title for a month after my wife uttered the phrase "I just want a quiet night." Knew it was a poem, just had to be patient until it was ready to write itself. 

As static buzzes in and around my head

Tossing and turning and tossing in bed

As heartache howls to the faraway moon

Harmonies crash in songs out of tune

As sunburns crack sores openly bared

Feet trapped in quicksand, minds racing scared

I long for the key to unlock bondage chains

I long for soothing touch to alleviate the pains

I long for open doors that lead to expanse

I long for the eloquence of the effortless dance

I long for transcendence, flying high above the fight

I long for the peace of a quiet night

 

I long for the peace of a quiet night

The plateau of wonder beyond wrong and right

The illuminated sparkle linking people together

Originating from the faraway forever

The open field where we all can gather there

Cradling, like baby girl, gently brushing her hair

The silence shimmering in everlasting light

At home in the haven of the quiet night 

 

In the knowing that battles and wars will be waged

And the bitter will fulfill their destiny rage

And players will act out selfish on the world's stage

On and on, over and over, every single age

In the knowing limelight lovers will present a two-face

And the news will drool over scenarios, worst-case

I can remain here, near and dear, longing for the truth

Never really needing any broadcast-blast outer proof

I can long for sunsets and sunrises that remind this soul

I can long for fractured parts to become complete and whole

I can long for the vistas that reveal the most glorious sight

And embrace, at the depth, the peace of a quiet night

 

A quiet night

 

James Anthony Ellis is a writer living in San Diego. His website is www.LegacyProductions.org.