Christmas Somniloquist

Posted on Thursday, December 29, 2011, under

A Somniloquist

Christmas Eve, near midnight.
The room has fallen silent,
swallowed up by darkness
save for my make-believe face
lit by the laptop light.

I’m half-way through an article
Chinese Taking the World by Storm
when a sudden voice fills the room:
Let’s go out and play!, it says.
I know well where it came from.

I turn round, you’re fast asleep,
your faint-pink, chopped lips
briefly parted by something
dreamt, which shaped
that plunging sound.

The next morning you tiptoe
to the window, draw
the curtains to the bitter fact:
the urban roofs intact,
circumvented by snow.

December 25th, 2011

© Branko M.

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2 Reply to "Christmas Somniloquist"

  • Anonymous on 2 January 2012 at 01:40

    You caught one simple moment and made a wonderful poem. I like it very much.


    branko on 2 January 2012 at 10:16

    thanks anon.