Midnight Conversations

Elizabeth Kamosa-

The night is just a whisper

A quiet shadowed soul.

The moon laughs and glows,

Its yellowed belly, whole.

The stars are like sopranos,

each a different note.

And the sky is a gentle hum

that reflects onto the moat.

The waves are overlapping voices

that restlessly rise and fall.

They echo off the cliffs

and onto the shores they crawl.

And the sand absorbs the gossip

It always has a listening ear.

Soon the sand tells the shells

before the memories disappear.

Then a curious wanderer finds

that empty but filled shell.

They hold it up to their ear

and hear a night of secrets spelled.

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