Nights With No Glimmer Of Moon

Nights With No Glimmer Of Moon short poem

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Nights with no glimmer of moon
In your half-silvered mirror
Anonymity silhouettes fading memories

Ages ago I was a child trapped
In the nightmare clutches of scorn and penury
And playmates I had but few

I half-remember of an early evening
A short play-reach of a half-lit house
The anonymous mother of an anonymous friend

Called out hello and gave
As would Mother Teresa to an impoverished boy
A little something of a treat to eat

My rat eyes gleamed
A chocolate-coated nut it was she gave me
My first taste of chocolate

The years of unpunctuated poverty
Broke into dawns with a small glimmer of moon
In which I remember only her anonymity

And like one now disabused
Of the terrifying clutches of a cataplectic* dream
I gratefully remember naught else

* of sleep paralysis

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