Here is a poem I wrote in the midst of insomnia...
by Mel Martin
Silver moonlight all around,
mist floating off the ground,
eerie owlets hoots and squeal,
as shadows turn to nightfall.
Chilling fear within my heart,
tells me: "From this path depart!"
keeping silence deep within,
and the darkness of each sin.
Deafening screeching far off yonder,
distracts my soul enough to ponder,
if I ever again see the light,
and get through this blackest night.
Golden sunbursts light the heaven,
announcing dawn will soon awaken
from her slumber, bringing peace
Mel Martin: I and mother of three, living in am mother of three, living in Colchester, Essex, in the U.K, but am originally from Dudley in the West Midlands. I have always loved the use of the English language but for many years struggled with basic literacy skill. I left school with nothing and achieved everything through hard work and determination. I work with children in a high school, which is more of a calling than a chore. I've published books on historical research and five volumes of poetry available here, my latest one is called The Poetry Corner, and you can find it here. You may e-mail me if you like: Pelsallsaints@live.com
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