Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com
All the Little Midnight Lights
To awaken in the middle of the night Is to realize that this midnight dream Is a fairyland of points of light Arcing and soaring like a magic stream
The curious visions before your flickering eyes Begin to focus as strange, blue-lit scenes In a half-awake haze you realize The lights are from all your little machines
Manufactured by men, mechanical light And somehow that just doesn’t seem quite right