Under Empty Skies

There is an eerie silence

Lightning quivers

From edge to edge

A speck of dust

Floats idly free

Then hangs


In the light

I will the night

To take my empty

Ashen dreams

My smoky apparitions

I close my eyes

Against it all

Lest they consume me

In front of me

An empty sheet

But still

The picture lingers

All that made me need


Under empty skies

© Ann Bagnall

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