Another Night

Another Night

Another night is melting into morning,

He’s probably sleeping now,

Waiting for the dawn, 

when the sun will bring another day.

Rolling into that fragile province of a mind

that always seemed to know so little peace.


The last time I saw him –

(It has been such a long time),

He seemed so familiar to me,

It was somehow threatening, 

But defined and honest.


That’s because we were not here this time

to contaminate one another

with our own confusion, 

Or to allow some need

to encourage collective myths.


Feelings are sealed now, 

neatly beyond each others reach.

The parts we play

are not in each others lives.


Have we escaped the pollution?

Did we avoid a disaster?

Or was it that we didn’t have 

enough life to exchange,

Enough love to pay

for something we may have wanted? 


 © DiAnne Ebejer 






About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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