Falling Poem

This is for Day 25 of the April Pad Challenge, a falling poem

Falling asleep

The night is calm, the air is cool
And wind blows in from outside.
Though I've many things left still to do
They must be for now put aside.
Darkness folds over, voices speak up
Coming from somewhere inside.
Now lights all around, while images jump,
As everywhere shadows come alive.

This is for Day 25 of the April Pad Challenge, a falling poem

Falling asleep

The night is calm, the air is cool
And wind blows in from outside.
Though I've many things left still to do
They must be for now put aside.
Darkness folds over, voices speak up
Coming from somewhere inside.
Now lights all around, while images jump,
As everywhere shadows come alive.

Falling Poem