A Knock In The Night
A knock in the night and I wonder
if it is her returning
Returning from where, a lover, a bar
she has been
somewhere
Since the moon’s dish rose over the city
and the dog howled in protest
her side of the bed has been abandoned
now refrigerator cold matching her affection
Can the knock in the night be her returning
or the police bringing bad news
Is the knock in the night in my head
the door is shut forever
She who has knocked my ego and self respect
knocks on the door
Beethoven At Night
The lonely street light
sifting through fog, echoes of the day
clinging to buildings, children
sleeping in dark rooms, parents
watching television, lovers making
love, an occasional truck rumbles
like a kettle drum, footsteps clopping
on pavement, the dark street where
the brave walk home listening to
Beethoven ignoring what night might bring
Ambush
The east coast beaches
are strewn with people
and trash as sea gulls
patrol the sand looking for edibles
then retreat to the water
Occasionally great white sharks
patrol the depths of the east coast
water looking for their favorite
morsel, seals
The unwary sea gull happily
bobbing on waves while digesting
purloined human leftover trash
is sometimes ambushed from
beneath, the eater becoming the eaten
Zvi
A. Sesling was Poet Laureate of Brookline, MA. (2017-2020). He has published
numerous poems and flash fiction. He edits Muddy
River Poetry Review, He is author of War
Zones, The Lynching of Leo
Frank, Fire Tongue and King of the Jungle and three chapbooks Simple
Game, Baseball Poems; Love Poems From
Hell and Across Stones of Bad Dreams.
He has been nominated for the Pushcart
Prize five times and his books have been nominated for national and local
awards. Sesling’s flash fiction/micro fiction book is due for release in fall
2021 from Cervena Barva Press. He lives in Brookline, MA with his wife Susan J.
Dechter.
Wonderful poems; Beethoven at night my fav.
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