Poems About the Night Seeking Friendly Advice
#night
Poems about the night seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
my little boat
my
little boat,
sorry
to see
that sun
go down,
now
that misty
darkness
sank
closer
to the
treetops,
i weighted
my
little boat
in a
small harbor,
the moon
overwhelming me,
i lay
awake
to watch
the stars
in their
shadowy river,
falling asleep
in my
little boat.
little boat,
sorry
to see
that sun
go down,
now
that misty
darkness
sank
closer
to the
treetops,
i weighted
my
little boat
in a
small harbor,
the moon
overwhelming me,
i lay
awake
to watch
the stars
in their
shadowy river,
falling asleep
in my
little boat.
#moon
#stars
#sky
#night
#shadows
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Moroccan Night
Beneath the Moroccan moon, a tale unfolds,
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
Where genies in bottles await their cues,
Beside Aladdin's lamp, enchantment takes hold,
As we immerse in a world that's vibrant and true.
Aromas of spices dance upon the air,
Whispering of authentic meals to be savored,
Tagines of fowl and lamb, fish and yams so fair,
Bastille chicken, a symphony of flavors flavored.
Finely ground walnuts and pecans, a delightful touch,
They weave a mysterious tapestry of taste,
Walls adorned in mosaics, alive and lush,
Brocaded chairs, vibrant...
#beauty
#inspirational
#Africa #night
#Africa #night
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2 Comments
Out of the wind
Out of the wind
. .and the night
a new sorrow
. .is not so deep.
The softness of the stars` dim light,
.makes it drowsy
and it goes to sleep ..
. .and the night
a new sorrow
. .is not so deep.
The softness of the stars` dim light,
.makes it drowsy
and it goes to sleep ..
#stars
#night
#WritingPoetry
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2 Comments
veiled moon
the sun
lost
its step,
the night
swept up,
its arms
began
to thrash
about,
moon,
signal the
constructing
frail tips
of light,
her form
waking,
and in
that great
moment,
smooth
and almost
touchable
standing up,
her pale
face
pressed
against
the
thin veil
of my
eyesight,,
like tender
small breasted
apparition
like stars,
out
of breath,
beginning
and ending
with...
lost
its step,
the night
swept up,
its arms
began
to thrash
about,
moon,
signal the
constructing
frail tips
of light,
her form
waking,
and in
that great
moment,
smooth
and almost
touchable
standing up,
her pale
face
pressed
against
the
thin veil
of my
eyesight,,
like tender
small breasted
apparition
like stars,
out
of breath,
beginning
and ending
with...
#moon
#night
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10 Comments
huge delirious windows
these huge
delirious
windows,
curtains like
low cut
dresses,
seeing
the sensual
twilight,
the flesh
of
the evening
danced,
and i
will not
forget how
you look
tonight.
delirious
windows,
curtains like
low cut
dresses,
seeing
the sensual
twilight,
the flesh
of
the evening
danced,
and i
will not
forget how
you look
tonight.
#sky
#night
#nature
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2 Comments
Moonbeams
" There are no beautiful surfaces without a terrible depth" - Nietzsche
I contemplate, but I'm startled and seduced.
By the bone white gargantuan moon.
In it's sedating silence,
it sweetly loomed.
Over the dark lapping waters.
In attempt to calm my silent tortures.
Clouds, the steam
of day driven dreams.
Mingle with the moon's
brightest beams.
The shallow tide boasts
a turquoise ghostly glow.
To display the corals of
haunted thoughts lodged below.
Never fear the terror of your deep. ...
I contemplate, but I'm startled and seduced.
By the bone white gargantuan moon.
In it's sedating silence,
it sweetly loomed.
Over the dark lapping waters.
In attempt to calm my silent tortures.
Clouds, the steam
of day driven dreams.
Mingle with the moon's
brightest beams.
The shallow tide boasts
a turquoise ghostly glow.
To display the corals of
haunted thoughts lodged below.
Never fear the terror of your deep. ...
#sea
#moon
#night #meditation
#night #meditation
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15 Comments
i listened
i listened,
no sound
was evident
in my ear,
the morning
was not
speaking,
he had
lost
his power
of speech
during
the night,
that unintended
spontaneous
moment
dissolving
into that
black river,
circling back,
the echo
will swarm
like rhyme,
once spoken
before.
no sound
was evident
in my ear,
the morning
was not
speaking,
he had
lost
his power
of speech
during
the night,
that unintended
spontaneous
moment
dissolving
into that
black river,
circling back,
the echo
will swarm
like rhyme,
once spoken
before.
#universe
#morning
#night #evolution
#night #evolution
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6 Comments
bright star
bright star
i watch
you smile,
alive there
in
your night,
glowing like
moving waters,
the soft
and sensual
dark
holds you,
adjust
yourself
with each
thought,
of love's
fair ripening,
alluring wishes
left at
your feet.
i watch
you smile,
alive there
in
your night,
glowing like
moving waters,
the soft
and sensual
dark
holds you,
adjust
yourself
with each
thought,
of love's
fair ripening,
alluring wishes
left at
your feet.
#universe
#stars
#sky
#night
#nature
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12 Comments
a place by which i walked
i see it through blind eyes
precious shadows,
it took a moment to realize
this shortness of time,
discussed and approved
unsuspecting,
those dark fall lights,
the wind, sang to me,
uttered word for word,
a place by which i walked.
precious shadows,
it took a moment to realize
this shortness of time,
discussed and approved
unsuspecting,
those dark fall lights,
the wind, sang to me,
uttered word for word,
a place by which i walked.
#happiness
#courage
#inspirational
#fall
#night
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layer by layer
how
do i
undress
our night,
each layer
by layer,
first
the moon,
the stars,
and each
little bit
of darkness,
peeling it
too thin
until i
can see
morning
through
the last
amount
of its skin.
do i
undress
our night,
each layer
by layer,
first
the moon,
the stars,
and each
little bit
of darkness,
peeling it
too thin
until i
can see
morning
through
the last
amount
of its skin.
#universe
#moon
#stars
#morning
#night
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4 Comments
time passes
as days pass, going quickly,
hiding within each night
promising to return soon,
brought back with each
morning light,
give time to take a rest,
do not weep and feel sorrow
happiness is in the time we live,
brought on by another tomorrow.
hiding within each night
promising to return soon,
brought back with each
morning light,
give time to take a rest,
do not weep and feel sorrow
happiness is in the time we live,
brought on by another tomorrow.
#morning
#night
#nature #evolution
#nature #evolution
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10 Comments
our little cottage
our little cottage
wading in the snow,
inside, the fireplace alive
as it breathed warmth
into our world.
wading in the snow,
inside, the fireplace alive
as it breathed warmth
into our world.
#winter
#night
#nature
#mountains
#snow
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DU Poetry : Poems About the Night Seeking Friendly Advice