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Saturday, November 16, 2013

Night Sounds A poem by David H. Roche

Night Sounds


Between intervals of sleep
rain taps like fingers
on the roof,

                                                                          the wind abruptly shakes the trees
                                                                                    leaving quietly …
                                                                                    before returning.

                                                                           In the meantime a kitten under the blankets
                                                                                     snuggles against my chest, warm,
                                                                                     purring loudly.

Poetry and photography by David H. Roche

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