It's Still Life

I.
NaPoWriMo: A Shadorma (3/5/3/3/7/5)

AND TO ALL A GOODNIGHT
               
                                    In herself,
                    a slow dying light.
                                In the night,
                                she coaxes
sweet scents of deep sleep.
From dreams, she’s reborn.

II.
For Poetic Asides AprilPAD: “The Villain”

None More Villainous Than Insomnia

This girl wants
slow dying light,
shallow moments
within herself.

She extinguishes brightness
for joyous dark. 
It rises from scents
of deep sleep.

This girl falls into slowness,
for to wake
from dreams,
is to be reborn.

© Misky 2021