Posts tagged ‘Night’

September 10, 2021

Writing at Night II

by Jem Croucher
I've been up half the night
as sleep wouldn't come
so I took up my pen
til the morning begun

And wrote down the words
that this page now reveals
as when slumber resists
this writing, it heals

Then as the light grows
and the day takes a hold
I read back the lines
and the story I've told

August 3, 2021

Nightwrite II

by Jem Croucher
I couldn't sleep
so wrote instead
to get the words
out from my head
The night was hot
the air was still
and slumber failed
completely 'til
the early hours
and cooler times
when I had written
all my lines

January 15, 2021

Over Brighton Tonight

by Jem Croucher

A sky atmospheric
over Brighton tonight
met us on the beach
reflecting the light

Spectacular was
the view there that we
had to pause for a while
by the night-blackened sea

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December 16, 2020

A TWILIGHT KISS

by thereluctantpoet

GOLDEN MOMENT SUNSET
By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Sit Alone In Silence
As A Summer Afternoon
Slowly Surrenders
To The Evening Sunset

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December 5, 2020

With beauty

by Jem Croucher


Night clouds in December sky
hide the moon as it floats by
eliciting from me a sigh
at its beauty here

Pausing here to look up high
my eyes they really can’t stay dry
as tears of joy I freely cry
for its beauty here

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September 24, 2020

Homes

by Venkat

time is water
taped on an unbending light
these pages stand
high eyed frogs
nights hemmed on verdana

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July 10, 2020

Lighty-up-Llama

by Jem Croucher

Last year I got a llama
for my birthday just for fun
it lights up of an evening
powered daily by the sun
And then glows different colours
as the evening takes a hold
from red to green to purple
and blue to yellow gold
At the bottom of our garden
it makes for cheery sight
as along with many others
it glows throughout the night

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May 29, 2020

Magical II

by Jem Croucher

Night time in our garden
just as lovely as the day
it really is quite magical
and charming I would say
And yes I may be biased
but when a things needs to be said
I think it’s best to get it out
than keep it in my head

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November 21, 2019

The small hours II

by Jem Croucher

Here in this silence
With the quiet patter of gentle rain
the small hours while
and my pen scratches

Slumber beckons but temporarily eludes
So I with quiet resolve
capture the mood with words
flowing as the night deepens

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September 10, 2019

Missing Owl

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Woken by moonlight
Shafting through my curtains

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March 20, 2019

Coo of Night

by Colly

personal photo

 

cropped bank of river

 

 

 

In cathedrals of green.  The stately tall pillar stems.

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October 10, 2018

Dream

by Venkat

2018-10-04

Pigs they oinked till late
Their mother’s scent wafted
Smoke rings up the air
Moon gave a sigh under the voices
They had no night to dream

image: pinterest.com

September 28, 2018

Stars III

by Jem Croucher

Yellow, I see them
and myriad colours more
Jewels in the night sky

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September 27, 2018

Stars II

by Jem Croucher

Across the dark void
Brightening the light sparkles
And here is the voice

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September 26, 2018

Stars I

by Jem Croucher

As stars like diamonds
Gathered in a darkened sky
Night became as day

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August 31, 2018

A TWILIGHT KISS

by thereluctantpoet

GOLDEN MOMENT SUNSET
By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Sit Alone In Silence
As A Summer Afternoon
Slowly Surrenders
To The Evening Sunset

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August 25, 2018

Butterfly Cinquain: 2018-08-25

by Venkat

Syllable pattern : 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2

twilight
poured off the nest
life to hatch tomorrow
smiles bandaged on yesterday’s bones

warm moon

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May 28, 2018

Business Trip

by Nick Anthony

The full moon rises,
Glistening like a fresh silver dollar
As Mother Earth lets off steam
And unbuttons her stifling collar
To feel the breeze of the Sun’s departure.

Eagerly I wait at the window
For my moon to come home,
So I can feel the breeze of his sigh
As he sits on his leathery black throne
And watches me with contentment from on high.

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May 25, 2018

Night Out

by Renwick Berchild

The night holds weapons, battlements, arms
how fat it grows, full and strong, with the wooly
thickness of a coat, and the deepness of a well;
down, down, down we both go, holding hands
with exhales flaring up, hot flotsam on the sea.

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April 14, 2018

She Swims The Night

by Renwick Berchild

She swims the night; the street is her sea. The street is her wave,
that clashes and eats at her tired soles. Unmarried women
don’t walk alone, so she dares it – whispers, Come on, breathy anxious
with wheels going round in her inner life. The troglodytes remain
shut up in their homes, rectangular mirrors smiling in their eyes.

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April 11, 2018

Stay Up

by Renwick Berchild

They glare, the lanterns of the city, the rooftops lit with minds
that cannot sleep, with eyes

that will not close, and mine are along, the plung
of neuroticism; rest rises up and sudden there’s the tug. We’re
hot, a blade in need of pounding, the urge
to spin, lofty dreams, haggard visions, twisting
our teeth like screws. But the builders build. The makers make.

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April 11, 2018

A STARRY NIGHT

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm
WATCHING STARS AT NIGHT
A Starry Night Shines

As We Watch The Majesty

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February 16, 2018

Living the Night

by cmapillay
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 “People cry not because they are weak, but because they have stayed strong for too long”
 
Yes, I am living the night
For the world outside
But there is a storm raging
In my world inside
 

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February 8, 2018

Whistler

by Renwick Berchild

Grasses bob, the trees press, expand; press, expand as lungs.
Loyal speaker, who spake the first murmurings – whistler at the window.
What’s that? Faces stack, knotholes of wisps in the darkness,
agape and wakeful just as I, truculent foreheads, lined lips, I’ve a wife
who died, is she there? Another unholy moaner outside, watchful.

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January 31, 2018

Depression

by Renwick Berchild

The walls, they are shrinking,
a box I am in folded up,
heavy and looming
are the forges
making all this dark;

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January 24, 2018

The Big Black Storm

by Renwick Berchild

Windstorms have battered my life for days, treble the rain,
tintinnabulation on the streets, a highway roaring like a sea of heaves
of grimness, mornings glamsy, murdered pink some dawns, strewn
with hoods and caps and umbrellas, and the grey swallows up
the goldfinches’ wings, the stellar jay sky, it’s hidden somewhere above.

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December 26, 2017

At 2 p.m. I rise, and at 5 a.m. I sleep

by Renwick Berchild

Lit, a gaslamp as a sun,
this is the star we have, here,
those of us of the night,
and lately, we have the quiet,
but it is not always so,
for phantoms sometimes eek
from out of mourning souls,
and walk down the roads,
with sways, and heavy heels.

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November 19, 2017

I AM A WATCHER OF THE NIGHT

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I Wait Patiently
For The Sun
To Set
In The Western
Sky
For The Light Of Day
To Finally Die,
 Away 

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