Sunshine Challenge - Day Three - Hecate

[smallhobbit]

Recently, I've been reading a number of books by Patrick Hamilton, which all feature night-time life.

This poem is a response to today's theme of the night, and inspired by Hamilton.

And through it all the night runs dark
Fortunes are lost, the choices stark
And lives run dry

The opium den gives hope to some
Takes pain away, leaves sense numb
As addicts lie

Bar goers leave with unsteady pace
Longing for when they can route retrace
And more drinks buy

And above all the black of night
Cares not what happens far from the light
Unfeeling sky

Comments

[pauraque]

*applause*

[smallhobbit]

Thank you very much.