Night Sweat

Posted on May 21, 2013 by Helen
English: Nighttime Panorama

English: Nighttime Panorama (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Unseasonably warm
The evening prickles
With dull heat
Faint sweat upon skin
Recalls longer nights
Tossed and turned sheets
Seeking the cool of solitude
Not the warmth of skin to skin

It is so very still
Within the web of night
Even cicada song is silenced
As though the sky
Holds its breath
Awaiting the moment
Till the stars fall and die

In preternatural quiet
Sleep may come
With shadowed dreams
Weaving a tapestry
Of balmy delight
Or heated fear
Dripping moment by moment
Till dawn

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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8 Responses to Night Sweat

  1. John W. Howell's avatar John W. Howell says:
    May 21, 2013 at 6:11 pm

    The problem with the night is it is so damn long and quiet. Nice Job.

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  2. Paul F. Lenzi's avatar Paul F. Lenzi says:
    May 21, 2013 at 6:25 pm

    you artfully describe an experience I often have – wonderful work

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  3. Brian Hughes's avatar Brian Hughes says:
    May 21, 2013 at 6:49 pm

    I suggest buying a fan.

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  4. Caro Field's avatar caroness1 says:
    May 22, 2013 at 7:56 am

    I love the imagery in this poem and the oppressive heat you convey. I am also overwhelmed by your generosity in promoting Jemima’s work.Thank you.

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