the trees shiver

i watched the trees shiver

as spirits fled them;

and i shivered –

and my spirit left, as well

night frost heaven

[From November, 2014…]

night has its rewards for those who seek them

and this I will do
exulting tacitly in its beauty

the heavens reveal themselves
in frosty splendor

and the breath exhaled carries today’s griefs
and yesterday’s sorrows up
up up
as sacrificial smoke

clarity in the night

warmth amidst the frost

and all the stars

one could want

for company

[A poem by Beleaguered Servant]
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The night knows its own.
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The night spreads out its gloomy arms
Embracing minds befogged with hate
Who linger in a shadowed world
Where sickened spirits congregate

They cannot come into the light
For to be seen is agony
The night will always welcome them
The dregs of our humanity