Saturday, May 16, 2015

The Dilemma of One A.M.

It’s one a.m.
The traffic on the street
Wears slippers
So as not to disturb
The dreamland drifters

It’s one a.m.
Silence drips with stars
And the hush-hush
Of far-away cars

It’s one a.m.
The moon is white
And I cannot quite decide
Is it good morning
Or good-night?

© Janet Martin


  1. This is fun and a cool departure from your usual style. It's fun to go there once in awhile, isn't it?


    1. yes:) I find one writes differently depending on the time of night or day, don't you?


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