6am Blues

poem by: Beth Hughes
Written on Jun 19, 2015 

I am stimulated by the resilience of my own mind.
I find the most painfully pleasurable times 
Are those when I have dreamt for the moonrise 
Watched the stars mount their heavenly gate
Seen the human losses, while still in darkness I wait
During the melancholy desperation of solitude
Harrowing in its sense of magnitude,
For the soft paleness, the film of twilight
To creep and consume the lull of the night.
I yearn for the reassuring, wordless exchange
Of a stranger to tell me I'm not insane - 
But that I belong neither to that dreamy domain,
Nor the city morning that's buzzing with rain
For I am a creature, one of a kind,
And I live in the fascination of my sensational, mind.

 

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Christopher Russon commented:
Well written poem.
Shanta commented:
We programmed to live there

 

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