in corridors of after light
Fiery day banked down
a smouldering core of sunset
and you O handsome nocturnal creature
soon to be caressed
by unreeling celestial luminaries
enhancing the fluency of nightfall.
Oft near motionless monarchic observer
surveying your realm of moon powdered fields
with clockwork fashioned turns of the head.
are your talents.
Predatory phantom paley do you unfold
sailing in unilluminated spaces
denying the humming wind or streams unrelenting
stone smoothing song to impair your listening
to intermittently offer
the gentility of your monotone call
from respite in shadowed boughs
O spectral avian!
upon the stage of diminishing light
that dark presence you enter
gliding away from me and into its embrace
receive with no deeper a gratefulness from my soul
whose want of seeing you again in dreamy illusions
will surely be fulfilled in that otherworldliness.
© Patricia Wilde 02/01/2018