It’s a kind of Magic

© Curtis Wilson Cost, Midnight Snack 1984

Hush now…
he paints the scene

One star in the sky
dim
distant

nothing  disturbs the surround sound
of nature’s own murmurings

the old house creaks
breathing
through the quiet hours

unless someone wakens to
break the dream

it’s a kind of magic.

~*~

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Shared with Magpie Tales #139  Art of Curtis Wilson Cost
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Puddles

In fading light
deeper thunder crashes
Lightening flashes
across my blink of eyes

Time shifts to childhood
where
no excuses were needed
to splosh through puddles
others joined
to stand ‘neath umbrella
whilst I come into my element
inherit all the rain
as mine.

~*~

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