Last Night

A twilight glow in scented winter rain
Embered starlight at last became the day
Remembered pattered feet in fleeting pain
The rain, my pain, in starlight once again

Your eyes in distant mist pulled soft away
Your touch, a wisp of winter chill’s last refrain
And I lay still in silence that could not contain
The rupture of your brain, yet I remain

If not for gentle wandering of friends
If not for walls that held my slump upright
If not for the words you whispered at the end
Would I have packed it in with you that night?

Alas, I wake from second night in fright delay
That winter wills me stay yet not insane
In mourning that I wake from more champagne
And you, and I and dreams not ruptured by a vein

Day 17 of the NaPoWriMo challenge is to write a nocturne. In music, a nocturne is a composition meant to be played at night, usually for piano, and with a tender and melancholy sort of sound. Your nocturne should aim to translate this sensibility into poetic form! Need more inspiration? Why not listen to one of history’s most famous nocturnes, Chopin’s Op. 9, No.2?

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