30th October 2016.

Prompt- ' Write about something you can see from the window of your home.' from http://www.poewar.com/poetry-prompts/

I see the night, swallowing the street, like a mist.

Blurring the sharp edges into distorted shadows.

The street now remain empty and lifeless,

Apart from the odd flicker of the street lamp.

A tiny slice of indigo sky could be seen through treetops

A raincloud hovers, with the promise of a drizzle

And now, the night has clothed the street in it's ebony blanket.

Till all sights merge into impenetrable darkness.

Soo. I'm almost there.

This is dedicated to NeverCatchMe
for taking an interest in my work. Thank you. :D