Here’s an easy one. This week let’s write a night poem. So many interesting things happen at night: nightclubs, nightgowns, nightmares. Post your nocturne in the comments below.
Crackling crunching leaves
Whirring, stirred by the wind
Chirping and croaking crickets and toads
Cicadas singing songs in the trees
Flapping flying owls and bats
Preying on rodents, mosquitoes and gnats
Everything else is sleeping and still
While under darkness the night is alive!
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Very nice. Wonderful alliteration.
Thank you! 😊
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like a dark blue, plush blanket
slipping over my head, shoulders, hips,
down to my toes covering me completely
closing my eyelids, dulling my mind of ideas
easing in some peace, serenity, inviting dreaminess
then I whip out a whodunnit mystery book and
settle in for a good read in a warm bed on a cold night.
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Very nice. Love the second line.
Cozy poem and ironic as I’m on my dark blue cozy heating blanket.
great minds think alike.
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Oops the format jumbled..
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Love the “cobra blue moonlight” Great stuff!
Those night owls have much to inspire.
They do, don’t they? 😁
The Night Owl Writer
is the night
when darkness strikes
Dim and gloom mood
by the cobra blue moonlight
on a sleek dark horse back
in the witching hour
The tower card
read not in jeopardy
but in salvation
A Cautionary Tale
Oh, you crazy Larks!
Feast on your worms.
This owl is still awake
from the night before.
hungry owls…good warning and poem!
Thanks Lisa. 😊
The Night Owl’s Revenge. Love it!
Love this theme!
I especially liked “our love is too big / to galaxies that are uncharted” Great work!
Thank you. 😁
‘come away with me daglig
our love is too big
to galaxies that are uncharted’ yes!
Thank you. 😃
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Great first line!
Now I am hungry…and it’s no longer night. I will have to rely on the nectar of the gods.
I’ve heard they put out quiite a spread
dearest mother earth
I am sorry for this loss
yet I see some gains
once the fuels burn much less
and the night shadows sleeping souls
From a random find in my writing folder after searching “night”
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That’s the nice thing about having written long enough, you’ve usually got a poem for just about any subject. Nice work. I like the “night shadows sleeping souls”.
And not until the doors are shut
sky black and bird-less
does he appear
from out the noise
of busy roads into the quiet
Only when the rooks abed
caw-less in the beech dark trees
and spiders spin from bush to bush
does he arrive
in the given hour ghost like
for her eyes only
cloaked and shadow-less
a rhythm to his stride.
Half turned faces unaware
stare self-absorbed unseeing at the road
snails and other creeping things
trawl the dew wet flower beds
trees shiver and cats freeze
dogs nervously bark.
He glides past lighted windows
where watched clocks advertise TV bedtime
the unseen electric lights
flickering knife-like on the tarmac
herald his destination.
His eyes are shining
before the given gate
as ragged clouds scud east
sure hands materialise and lift the latch
oiled hinges whisper
silently he walks past the flowers he never sees
to the lighted door.
Then quick as a silvery flash
the door opens and shuts
like he was never there
and the silhouette
of two forms mating
blot out the light and
put the house in darkness
for her eyes only, gipsy dark.
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favs: ” caw-less in the beech dark trees
and spiders spin from bush to bush” “as ragged clouds scud east” this poem draws interest from the reader. Nicely executed.
Love the line “where watched clocks advertise TV bedtime”. Nice work!
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