Faye Sizemore

NURSE’S NAP

Darkness spills all around
… a cloak to wrap myself in
from daily cares that abound
A veil lain down to calm
away the cares of the day
… a dark midnight balm
where my thoughts run free
and nothings worrying me
Nothing save a scream
… from a tortured brothers
fevered dream
intruding on my realm
… of velvet dark rest
with its cutting edge’s quest
Compassion keeps me awake
and guilt waits at sleep’s gate
Now my rest is not complete
knowing his nightmares repeat
For it is in the darkness
… that the demons feast and eat

Submitted for the December 2003 IWVPA Club Theme Project, “Darkness