Alphabe-Thursday: Nighthawks and Nightingales

Nightmare is the nighthawk,

nefarious, nesting near

gnawing at necrotic flesh

from heart immobile with fear

Nightingale, nature’s love song

whose nuanced notes shall heal

nursing neglected wounds

narcotic for memories revealed

The nemesis that is Nighthawk

is necessary, though painful he can be

nibbling away those damaged parts

is necessity to becoming free

Way made clear for Nightingale

 nurturing numb-struck soul

nimbly mending a once tattered life
a novel mosaic: uniquely, newly whole

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