A tritina for the Secret Keeper’s five word challenge. The words are:
NUMB | MOTION | FAME | RULES | SMASH
The motion of the stars sends me to sleep,
On nights when owls rush through the darkling trees,
And thoughts rain down like fish caught in a net.
I feel no pain, swept in the sky’s wide net,
Eased by the glitter into thoughtless sleep,
I let the moonlight dapple windless trees.
Silence breaks with owl cry in the trees,
Some small thing trapped in nature’s red-raw net—
She rules the scampering night while others sleep.
Sleep rocks the trees in the stars’ glorious net.