March 6, 2012
Copyright 2012 by Gordon Kuhn
All rights reserved.

She sat alone in the cool darkness,
alone on a leather bench seat,
in a tavern where she used to meet
a chosen, special friend.
That was after the beginning, and before the end,
before the birth of the lonely starkness
before the sudden chilling darkness.
Now … purple nights dominate the day
for her love had failed to stay,
but left her alone in the silent darkness.
Alone with the cold and lonely starkness
of purple nights left to dominate the day.

2 responses to “PURPLE NIGHTS”

  1. gerrymccullough Avatar

    Another lovely poem, Gordon.


    1. Thank you. I appreciate the feedback. I am swamped with projects just now. Very frustrated as I have a lot of writing and reading I need to do. I have to stay off of FB. It is a real time stealer. XXOO


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