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Nighthawks
We write.
We only meet in the dim lights, it seems,
You and I.
Nighthawks telling stories through flesh and stars and raindrops.
You sit next to me.
They wait for us to spill more secrets,
Though I know not as much about poetry.
No one knows how we're all here -
No one knows the way out -
Yet we love that one air
Filling our lungs differently.
We rarely barely touch,
You and I,
But your smokes enter me -
Black and white and unavoidable.
Your hand near mine - like mine -
Resting then flowing
With verses and rhyme,
Rain and roses,
Thorns and secret universes.
I can never cut as deep as you,
You ruthless bastard.
I guess that comes with time and talent,
And I'm just a lonely young girl you can color in with whatever you want and lay down on pages.
You always bring me there,
To your time, your place.
Was I ever able to show you the colors of mine?
I don't need you to tell me you love me,
Good sir.
I guess that comes with madness - loving me -
And I'm just a girl almost living, almost dying,
Almost naked, almost fucking,
Almost singing,
Almost writing,
Almost cliché.
We like to pretend that we're dancers in the moonlight.
The truth is we're only nighthawks under fluorescent harshness.
Stuck in poetry.
Art: Nighthawks by Edward Hopper
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JGulAZnnTKA
We only meet in the dim lights, it seems,
You and I.
Nighthawks telling stories through flesh and stars and raindrops.
You sit next to me.
They wait for us to spill more secrets,
Though I know not as much about poetry.
No one knows how we're all here -
No one knows the way out -
Yet we love that one air
Filling our lungs differently.
We rarely barely touch,
You and I,
But your smokes enter me -
Black and white and unavoidable.
Your hand near mine - like mine -
Resting then flowing
With verses and rhyme,
Rain and roses,
Thorns and secret universes.
I can never cut as deep as you,
You ruthless bastard.
I guess that comes with time and talent,
And I'm just a lonely young girl you can color in with whatever you want and lay down on pages.
You always bring me there,
To your time, your place.
Was I ever able to show you the colors of mine?
I don't need you to tell me you love me,
Good sir.
I guess that comes with madness - loving me -
And I'm just a girl almost living, almost dying,
Almost naked, almost fucking,
Almost singing,
Almost writing,
Almost cliché.
We like to pretend that we're dancers in the moonlight.
The truth is we're only nighthawks under fluorescent harshness.
Stuck in poetry.
Art: Nighthawks by Edward Hopper
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JGulAZnnTKA
Published 12th Jul 2016
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12th Jul 2016 6:33pm
12th Jul 2016 6:38pm
12th Jul 2016 6:43pm
I don't know why I could see you and Feddeler sitting at that counter...
him with his pen and paper.
him with his pen and paper.
12th Jul 2016 7:08pm
I saw your comments & had to immediately login. you two Ladies are absolutely amazing!!
12th Jul 2016 7:10pm
15th Jul 2016 7:16am
12th Jul 2016 7:04pm
Maybe the perfect description of the DU universe. Plus this wonderful variation on Hopper's "Nighthawks".
Thanks for sharing!
:-)
Thanks for sharing!
:-)
15th Jul 2016 7:18am
You're welcome. :) We're all nighthawks alone together in the 'DU diner', I guess. Thank you for the comment. :)
12th Jul 2016 7:11pm
how did you get so incredible? the inspiration, the images,
the rending of your heart, the cliche's;
yes, there are cliche's, they are endearing.
of course I put myself into the stool next to yours,
as most men who read this will want to do.
but my spot is reserved...
the rending of your heart, the cliche's;
yes, there are cliche's, they are endearing.
of course I put myself into the stool next to yours,
as most men who read this will want to do.
but my spot is reserved...
15th Jul 2016 7:28am
How do you reply to a comment like this?
Funny, when I scrolled down, there's the 'Kill the Cliche' contest. I guess I better watch out! I'm glad you find them endearing, somehow. I doubt what you say about other men, though. But I will be truly very honored if you sat next to me. :)
(Just so you know, your comment made me blush. Haha.)
Funny, when I scrolled down, there's the 'Kill the Cliche' contest. I guess I better watch out! I'm glad you find them endearing, somehow. I doubt what you say about other men, though. But I will be truly very honored if you sat next to me. :)
(Just so you know, your comment made me blush. Haha.)
12th Jul 2016 8:53pm
15th Jul 2016 7:29am
24th Jul 2016 4:49pm
Revisiting this it strikes me as one of the best reads I have seen here in an awfully long time - excellent writing.
28th Jul 2016 8:39pm
Thank you so much, SweetOblivion! This truly means a lot to me. :) I look at comments here and feel like I'm dreaming...
Anonymous
28th Jul 2016 8:22pm
This is a brilliant piece!
Truly pulled in, and hooked after the first word.
The flow, the imagery, the bits of intensity .....a true masterpiece.
Amazing ink!
Truly pulled in, and hooked after the first word.
The flow, the imagery, the bits of intensity .....a true masterpiece.
Amazing ink!
28th Jul 2016 8:44pm
Thank you! I'm really glad you enjoyed it. :) Your words make me feel like I'm dreaming...haha. Wow.
29th Jul 2016 6:00am
9th Aug 2016 6:25am
8th Aug 2016 6:10pm
I always have to read you with
quiet sentimental arousal.
No words can I carve forth for
this one... it excited me deeply
..and the intensely degree of
it? made me search for oxygen
as my atmospheric being cease
reading and became a part of
this lovely heightening plane
of yours.
Thank you for such rarity.
-Howlings
quiet sentimental arousal.
No words can I carve forth for
this one... it excited me deeply
..and the intensely degree of
it? made me search for oxygen
as my atmospheric being cease
reading and became a part of
this lovely heightening plane
of yours.
Thank you for such rarity.
-Howlings
9th Aug 2016 6:31am
Oh, thank you, Howlings. I truly appreciate your words. :) Even this comment of yours is poetry...
14th Nov 2016 4:15pm
Congratulations! This poem has been nominated for Poem of the Month to be featured throughout December on both the Deep Underground Poetry Site and Facebook page! You may view the submission at the link below, and will be notified if selected as the winner!
Again, congratulations and best of luck in the comp!
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/9225/15/
Again, congratulations and best of luck in the comp!
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/9225/15/
2nd Dec 2016 1:32pm
Great, your poem got runner up out of all those poems,
that's wonderful!...
that's wonderful!...
2nd Dec 2016 2:59pm
Congratulations! This poem placed second place in the Poem of the Month Competition! You may view the entry here!
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/9252/
Again, congratulations!
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/9252/
Again, congratulations!
21st Feb 2018 8:47pm
