[TrineDaely]

Okay, I'll toss one of my shorter ones out there. All copyright applies, blah blah boilerplate, you know the drill, yes it's from my book. Hope y'all don't bite too hard.
*takes a deep breath and makes a "toss the bait way out there" motion*


HOUR OF THE STRANGER

And lo! behold the midnight hour
where rises the melancholy moon
And doth shine forth with all her power
above the dismal, misty gloom

The clouds below, they fold like cards
that of which being catatonic
The light bleeds shadows, like cuts from shards
as if someone had sat upon it

Above the heavens, little beads of light
as they shine in their distant, starry abode
Sending out in their code, their freedom's delight
to the lone stranger watching from the road.