The Midnight Hour

THE MIDNIGHT HOUR

Invisible to these others
Here above the operating table
The shine from my hovering spirit

The two hands come together
As on the stroke of twelve
The monitor screen flat lines

And a celestial quartet strikes up
A melody that only I can detect
Chopin’s funeral theme

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This was written as a contribution to The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Prompt No. 10.

http://thesecretkeeper.net/2015/11/09/weekly-writing-prompt-10/

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About Ben Naga

Pilgrim on the lam. Please feel free to explore the links to learn more. I trust you will find some things there will have been worth the effort. See you there.

Posted on February 5, 2016, in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 17 Comments.

  1. Those OBE can be very revealing 🙂 Have a great weekend Ben

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  2. Interesting take on a final view.

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