MIDNIGHT STOP at a MOUNTAIN MOTEL

Half-dreaming on the cabin porch

We rocked and talked

While our eyes searched

For the vanished lake

Pine trees

Barely discernible

Tall feathers

Wind-brushed the black sky

An ocean of stars

Flooded the night

With foreverness

Postponing sleep

We talked and rocked

Through the midnight hour

Our voices low as muted music

Our occasional laughter

Candle flames

Phantom lanterns in the dark

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