Up every night now-#Writephoto: Serenity

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Waiting for this summer heat

To break

The peace,

the serenity hanging thick in the night

As the heat swallows the moon

Cradling the lake with its heavy weight

I stare into the dark blue horizon

As Serenity Lake consoles the moon

caressing it into its seasonal summer slumber

the white haze gently lifts from it’s surface, like a slow drip

backwards into an abyss of cockles and moss; and those funny green things

Unveiling the milky white gauze that covers the black-blue dawn

begging for the rise and release of this thick Phlegm, that glues itself to the night,

Adhering to, and pulling the moon, ever so slightly, yet tightly suspended;

held, just a breath above the mouth of the lake

Teasing the silence- Taunting the serenity,

the lake shimmers-flickers and shines

… as the golden white glow of the moon

hangs in the sky like a ripe melon ball;

heavy, burdened, weighted

and ready for its daily plucking.

The serenity shocked, ripped violently

out of the dry vaporous pools of my eyes.

I beg for serenity to return and serenade me into my sweet

and much needed sleep.

But the lake, this sweet Serenity Lake

just stares back at me laughing silently

as I weep.

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a blue-lit landscape, land and calm water mirroring the cloudy, silver-lit sky.

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