A Night Owl's Reverie

A Night Owl's Reverie

A Poem by OctoberDawn
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Not finding sleep, I struggle to find my place in this world.

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 Once upon a midnight hour; before the breaking dawn,

whilst whip-poor-whil doth bask in shadow, before the sun would shine anon.

 

There he sat against the wall; listlessly reposed,

eyeing inveterate propensities sweat trickled down his nose.

 

The witching hour came and went; no spectres to behold,

even the gambols of the night are sequestered from the bold.

 

Conscience seers the sounds pervading; imbibed by ears of gold,

lost to the world he finds himself, a reflection to behold.

© 2012 OctoberDawn


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This piece was broken up perfectly, the rhythm, the rhymes, and the format.

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Added on June 7, 2012
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Tags: Night, Owl, Sleep, Awake, Reverie, Sadness

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OctoberDawn
OctoberDawn

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