The Night Awaits the Dawn

Some boys with cheek play hide and seek within a house condemned

their faces gaunt reflecting want that’s hard to comprehend.

With veiled excuse an old recluse is waiting to descend.

His eye despairs above the stairs, he’s never had a friend

to talk about his hidden doubt of how his world will end -

to die unknown, forlorn, alone? No use a farewell penned!

And soon the boys chase phantom joys then, presto when they’ve gone,

the old recluse, with nimble noose and facial features wan,

no longer waits upon the Fates but yawns his final yawn

(like Tinker Bell, he spins a spell, though fairy dust's withdrawn).  

With twisted brow, he’s tranquil now, he’s floating like a swan

and as he fades from life’s charades, the night awaits the dawn.

Reviews

[Valentine]

You have a gift of speaking for the down and out and other world flaws. You need to submit some of these so all of the world can see and read them. It might help them learn to think of someone else other than them self. Valentine

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Valentine... the down and out are human too...
the world would be so much better if we all could empathise...
but I guess it will take a long, long time... but the message will one dayprevail...

[Glenda]

Loved this. I have to agree with the others. It definitely does have great rhyme and flow. You get below the surface and allow a reader to travel with you and the rhyme keeps it moving at a steady rate. Good work.

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Glenda... you are very kind... I am happy that you enjoyed!!

[Cherry Pepperweb]

As if his work here is done...
Great poem, rhyme and flow.

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Cherry...
Yes... as if...

[andrew mitchell]

A poem that entertained from start to finish. Loved this!

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Andrew...
Happy you enjoyed...

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such a clever poem with great flow and rhyme...like a watchman, looking to turn in for the day...

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, FT!!