witching hour
by dfunkwriter
Posted to Poetry on 2002-03-19 11:37:00
midnight on the Bridge of Sighs
limestone angels with obsidian eyes
stand in silent witness
as today pivots into yesterday
and tomorrow hangs in the balance
it is the hour of the disenfranchised
poets and pimps, dealers and dreamers
homeless, heroes, and whores
sinners, saints, and seekers
midnight on the Bridge of Sighs
stoned angels weep crystalline tears
as the cold light of a dead moon
illuminates the dark places of the soul
and the calcifying heartsof the lonely
time is in stasis
as choices are made
options are auctioned
and lives hang in the balance
midnight on the Bridge of Sighs
graveyard angels mutely watch
as dreams shatter into reality
and hopes are stillborn
while dawn remains frozen in eternity