Night Palette...

Is this a mist that falls or a fog that rises?
Thoughts that come to mind surprise me as well...
As the amber halos of the streetlights stand in mute testimony,
keeping their lonely vigil through the night,
humming a flourescent tune
to dispel the boredom as well as the gloom
that hides the Moon and stars,
making Heaven seem that much farther
from my tiny circle of diffused light
beneath creosote encrusted pole....
This is the Still of the Night;
caught between Darkness and Light,
as if one day they might come to agreement
and blend into one ,
taking from us black and white,
leavinig only grey
and the shading up to us...
     10-25-10