Blues in the Night

When evening shadows fall,
Dimming the last rays of light,
I get the blues,
The blues of the night,
Eerie sounds in the dark,
Oppressing silence - then,
Suddenly a distant dog's bark,
Dark thoughts in my mind
Of lonely anxiety I find,
And sleepless there I lie,
No one with me were I to die
And if asleep - will I wake
At morning's break?
So, I linger till the dawn of day
When my blues of the night go away...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz