Monday, November 10, 2008

Restless Night

There in the dark while others sleep
There burns a single light,
Like many, numerous times before
It is another restless night
There's many people who've borne this
Their thoughts they have run wild,
Just like a ride in some fun park,
That they rode when as a child.
The writer sits there, pen in hand
Thoughts, feelings, captured, - found
There in the dark, while others sleep
Words, paper, - but no sound.
The words this time don't say too much,
But the restless night goes on.
There is no sleep there to be had,
Soon the dawn will gaze upon.
These are the wanderings of the night,
There are whispers of a breeze,
There's the rustle of the leaves outside
Gentle wind moves o'er the trees.
The sun doth rise on misty morn
And a new day has begun,
No more the dark and restless night,
Nor the single light for one.

by Eric Valentine May 03/94 ©

(This poem is posted on this site with permission from the Author - Eric Valentine)


  1. Thank you Cyclop' for posting that, I appreciate the showing. :)

  2. was about to ask you, if you too were over with a bad phase..

    but this is someone else's, you say...yeah seen this Eric elsewhere too..

    Nice poem -- hope instilling. need to visit his blog. may be some other time..

    thank you Cyclop :-)


  3. The best thoughts come out at night.

  4. Good,
    very nice poem,

    I will visit again, may be some other time.

    Thank you