Blog, Mystery Secret Night by Christine Bolton • September 2, 2021 • 23 Comments Secret Night Not a whispered sound or the soft touch of a breeze on the skin A gentle murmuring of angels never to be heard on this dark night of sin Walking blindly towards nothing but black each step an arduous mile Stumbling at a fallen log Confused and bearings lost Stopping to rest for a while Dawn breaks in the distance A sign of hope at last Fear slowly relaxes its hold Clarity found with passing seconds Remnants of the previous night will remain forever untold Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Grace is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay Share this:EmailPrintLike this:Like Loading...
Love the close Christine! It creates a mystery that lingers on after every read. Clever Ma’am!
Hank
Thanks Hank! Somebody mentioned that it could be a beginning or the end of something. I actually didn’t know where I was going with this poem so it got left hanging out there ☺️😧
I think a night of sin like this will stay with you forever… this could be the beginning (or end) of a story.
Thanks Bjorn. Yes you’re right. I wasn’t sure where to finish this poem so it could be the start of something too ☺️
A beautiful, sensuous, mysterious poem ~ love it.
Thanks so much Helen ☺️💕 I’m happy you liked it.
Oooh, mysterious! I want to know more! 🙂
Thank you Sunra ☺️💕
WPW! The secrets of that dark night are best left unremarked.
Yes I think so too! 😳 Have a good weekend Bev ❤️
Dawn brings hope and light to our darkness. Thanks for sharing! Happy weekend.
Thanks ☺️ You too Grace
So full of mystery and dark secrets! I love it Christine ❤️
Thanks Ingrid. I wasn’t sure where I was going with it so I ended it mysteriously 😧🤭
The terror and desire of such nights are unspeakable and unforgettable.
Yes exactly! ☺️ Thanks Brendan
My this is a mystery, and your final line makes me want to know what happened!
A clandestine meeting perhaps 😳🤭
Dramatic and traumatic with a foreboding finale …
Thanks Ivor ☺️💕
Beautiful, surreal poem Christine
Thank you Sadje. It was dream-like for sure ☺️💕
You’re welcome