Night Light
(1578 -1591 AD)
quiet now the house
staircase winds up
that wooden hill
to Bedfordshire
down to drop
into darkness
wait in peace
starlight will break
its light-waves
over your eyes
into your heart
owls in the gloom
round eyes gleaming
a who-knows-what
what watches
a godsend now
this light house light
its lightning lightening
enlightening
sudden comfort
this hand on my shoulder
these fingers in my hair
this midnight witch
bewitching
rogermoorepoet 
Re: Night Light I like this poem. It lends a sense of calm, of comfort. I was taken out of the spell, however, by the application of the word ‘twitching’, at the end. It seemed facile, clever, a bit too light for the maturity? of the rest of the poem. I’m not recommending a replacement, as I don’t think it requires one. As always, this is just my opinion. Chuck
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