Thursday, February 28, 2019

Night Closes Her Eyes by Ann Christine Tabaka


Night keeps her secrets
that daylight tells,
hiding lovers from themselves.

Truth breaks through,
streaming between tiny cracks.
Walls cannot hold back the sun.

Darkness hides among its fears,
silencing morning’s knock.
Yet morning is persistent.

The lies we tell are buried there,
deep within festering wounds.
Wounds that weep lustful tears.

Night keeps her secrets,
that morning tells.
Night shall not open her eyes for you.







Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and won poetry awards from numerous publications. She lives in Delaware, USA.  She loves gardening and cooking.  Chris lives with her husband and three cats. Her most recent credits are: Ethos Literary Journal, North of Oxford, Pomona Valley Review, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Synchronized Chaos, Pangolin Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, The McKinley Review, Fourth & Sycamore.
*(a complete list of publications is available upon request)


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