Sleeping Town

From the painting "Starry Night"

By Vincent Van Gogh

An active sky

over a silent town

fast asleep nestled

some where

among the rolling hills of

Arles.

A tenuous

flame of black

rippling

yet

still

pointing like the church steeple

towards the boiling heavens

a churning sky of burning embers

as if

The Wind pursed his thick lips and whistled across the stagnant night to re-

awaken,

The Sun.

The town sleeps on,

tucked in it grassy blanket while

the golden orbs above

P u l s e

with energy unseen

shining ethereal light across

the doors of the doll-sized church

and in the

distance

purple shadows of looming cliffs against the oncoming

Dawn.

A/N: I know the title is bad, but I can't seem to come up with anything better.