• English Poetry

    The Night Watchman

    Dense fog hangs on
    Rather obstinately 
    The underlying sense of gloom
    Is undeniable 
    Rays of the morning sun
    Battle to sneak in
    The air feeble in its movement 
    Struggles to rustle a leaf 
    The embers have braved on
    Valiant in their heat
    They beat a cold night
    The ashes tell their tale 
    The steaming cup of tea
    Signals a new day
    Dutybound or subservient 
    He salutes with a morning wish
    Hope and need intertwine
    Need saying survive another day
    Hope nudging and telling him 
    This too shall pass