Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Musing: Stolen Time

I write on stolen time,
on light when darkness reigns.
Front and snow give trees winter leaves
while they lie sleeping,
glowing with reflected headlights
that cut through morning fog,
silent sentinels brooding over the intrusion.
And I , I cut the dark with my light,
stealing time,
writing them out of the night.

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