I stand among the tall evergreens along the banks
of the rocky beach at night, looking out over the water
of the rocky beach at night, looking out over the water
Lights from homes across the way shine and glisten
on the Sound, with shadowed mountains and fog behind
on the Sound, with shadowed mountains and fog behind
Silhouette and sounds of ducks on the water
Raccoons roam along the rocky beach
The scent from fireplaces fills the air
Fog rolls in as the night moves on
The night consumes my soul
I sit, I stare, I watch with sadness and pain
Thinking, I am a prisoner of my thoughts
Early morning comes, the fog fades, the sun rises
With the rocky beach, I find solace
The rocky beach, my peaceful friend
— D. Brian Blackwell
Copyright © 2016 Brian Blackwell