Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 30, 2015

Night Visitors~by Paul F. Lenzi



Night Visitors


"Great Horned Owl and Moon" Photo by Kenneth Fink From

“Great Horned Owl and Moon”
Photo by Kenneth Fink

the dead come to me

touch my eyes

with remembrance

of raindrops and drought

of profit and pain

the horned owl

calls on the moon

to enlighten their path

to my hinge-weary mind

what good is sleep

without lifeless visitors

bystanding graveside

bemoaning the gravity

heavily hung upon lessons

of lapsed opportunities

taking my handful of sand

in grim vessels of

ambergris glass

heartbeats stilled

the night breathless

air filled with old odors

mistakes unforgotten

these shades unforgiving

point fingers with purpose

at the guilt in my gristle

lugubrious ghosts of

the dead come to me


  1. thank you for sharing my poem with your readers

    • moat welcome always!

  2. Paul, i really liked reading your poem, but could you help me to understand it more? What is the definition of lugubrious?

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