Night vision

Night Vision

Beneath a waxing moon
And Orion like seven silver nails
Hammered into heaven,
The tawny owls’ hollow fluting,
Lonely as train whistles in the dark,
Reached me from the shadowed woods
And I smiled:
As a child
My bedtime prayer
Was for protection
From their forebears
Who haunted the beeches behind the house.
And I wished the new-hatched brood of terrors
Winging through my wide-eyed nights
Were so easily reduced
To harmless noises on the wind.

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6 thoughts on “Night vision

  1. The hammered, hollow, heaven sets the sound well for those owls. And the heavy rhyme on the ‘child,smiled’ creates a perfect pivot for the shift in thought. Really very good. And yes, credit card bills, work issues, dirty dishes still in the sink, have you put the bins out? haha… I can relate totally.

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