Perceptions. Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Extinguishing the candle flame.
Initiates my nightly game.
My room’s subject to subtle change
as questing moonbeams re-arrange.
The shadows which were left behind.
So everything is now outlined
in silvery reflections.
Altering my perceptions.
Highlighting things that generally
I overlook, just do not see.
Recalling distant memories
of half forgotten fantasies
Which gently lull me off to sleep
So much more fun than counting sheep.

Sunday,31 October 2010
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