Nature

Nocturne

I toss and turn the sheets listening.
Overhead, aircraft strum a night overture.
In the background, my furnace hums.
And, I can hear the icemaker clink time.
A heavy downpour drums the windows
while winds snare the cedar and
whistle through the high branch.
A speeding motorcycle riffs the roadway.
The cat's claws castanet the wooden
floors in a feline flamenco.  In the far
distance, a train trumpets.  Below the
bluff, a ferry trombones it's response.
I writhe the dark to a bedspring obo
and close my tired eyes.