Late Night Notions

Posted: July 16, 2014 in Poetry
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This pattern exists

where by night’s end

playing out the drama

on TV

my world slowly fades

I can feel my body resigning

yet my mind ticks

wondering

questioning

determining

how much is out there

that allows me to continue –

to wonder.

Late night notions

can often let me

travel far beyond my security

into layers of opportunity –

I never chose,

to accentuate those moments

and I wonder then

if perhaps my genetic

disposition

was only meant to find

this avenue

this moment,

and nothing more.

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  1. Isn’t it amazing what our minds do to us in the twilight hours. This is especially true for those of us gifted with a literary flare!

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