Long Poems About the Night
#night
Long poems about the night. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Coffee Caravan for Midnight Flavors
Coffee Caravan for Midnight Flavors
We bicycle down student row where the bar scene gets in gear while we cruise the path where even police demur.
Rowena says, “I’ll wield a moonbeam sword to swat the ghouls that haunt our space.”
I reply, “With my bike as a horse I’ll joust those devils.”
Rowena says, “What fools we mortals be. With our ten speeds, we will outrun any creatures of the night.”
We ride through the night pitch as the velvet hair of my bicycle girl in our double star whose tresses are ribbons for a Halloween party girl but with...
We bicycle down student row where the bar scene gets in gear while we cruise the path where even police demur.
Rowena says, “I’ll wield a moonbeam sword to swat the ghouls that haunt our space.”
I reply, “With my bike as a horse I’ll joust those devils.”
Rowena says, “What fools we mortals be. With our ten speeds, we will outrun any creatures of the night.”
We ride through the night pitch as the velvet hair of my bicycle girl in our double star whose tresses are ribbons for a Halloween party girl but with...
#night
#coffee
#lover
#sensual
#seductive
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Everything Ended Save Love in the Dark
Everything Ended Save Love in the Dark
We move from New Orleans to Baton Rouge after the great conflagration. Government buildings near the river are converted to apartments after Louisiana State Agencies are defunct from the tide of refugees from New Orleans. There are just too many people and not enough revenue once the New Orleans tax base is atomized.
Before my very eyes, Rowena strips out of her lily-white as first communion dress into her black-as-Wicca lipstick on the eve of Samhain, lingerie.
This evening we lay in the heat with a ceiling fan as our...
We move from New Orleans to Baton Rouge after the great conflagration. Government buildings near the river are converted to apartments after Louisiana State Agencies are defunct from the tide of refugees from New Orleans. There are just too many people and not enough revenue once the New Orleans tax base is atomized.
Before my very eyes, Rowena strips out of her lily-white as first communion dress into her black-as-Wicca lipstick on the eve of Samhain, lingerie.
This evening we lay in the heat with a ceiling fan as our...
#love
#romantic
#night
#apocalypse
#sensual
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The Bloody Hit…
Hell.. I do not know what me and my Gee was getting into
All I know we were supposed to have met the Crips and their crew
The exchange of the payoff dope was near a cemetery
I’m from the hood and we make a drive pickup in the night, strapped up, and in solidarity
Out the Hummer me and my boys
Pulling back the hammer on our weapons of some high-powerful toys
The scene looked like a set up from the start
Fog swirling around my Vera Wang stilettos, we knee deep in the dush of dark
I told my crew anything moves strange shoot the...
All I know we were supposed to have met the Crips and their crew
The exchange of the payoff dope was near a cemetery
I’m from the hood and we make a drive pickup in the night, strapped up, and in solidarity
Out the Hummer me and my boys
Pulling back the hammer on our weapons of some high-powerful toys
The scene looked like a set up from the start
Fog swirling around my Vera Wang stilettos, we knee deep in the dush of dark
I told my crew anything moves strange shoot the...
#dark
#night
#ghosts
#graveyard
#zombies
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The Night is Primary
#BDSM
#night
#nature
311 reads
15 Comments
Dream Weaver
Cum unto my monarch and please this Queen
Take my body to the throne of passion, beyond the state of serene
I bow at your feet my handsome King
As I crown your head as I make your body sing
Soft and willing as I am
Knights shall fall under my seductive salacious command
But the handsome King and I
Entwined by passion, conjoined in lust by and by
Reign to love ordained by the skies
Hail to the King unto me he kneels, our ties we bind
His virality drives me wild
My eyes in search of another to...
Take my body to the throne of passion, beyond the state of serene
I bow at your feet my handsome King
As I crown your head as I make your body sing
Soft and willing as I am
Knights shall fall under my seductive salacious command
But the handsome King and I
Entwined by passion, conjoined in lust by and by
Reign to love ordained by the skies
Hail to the King unto me he kneels, our ties we bind
His virality drives me wild
My eyes in search of another to...
#dreams
#moon
#night
#lover
#seductive
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Nine Lives, In One Night
High above the full moon night
When souls roam the forest in hindsight
There bares the enchantress with the seductive hypnotic eyes
One look upon her skin you shall feast between her smooth Creole thighs
Legend has it you can hear her siren calling to allure the virility of man’s soul
Upon the soft moss lay upon, desires and lust in her arms to console
Bow down and worship at her feet
The naked of the entanglement between lover’s sheets
An eager tongue saturating the crevice of her toes
Dew upon the...
When souls roam the forest in hindsight
There bares the enchantress with the seductive hypnotic eyes
One look upon her skin you shall feast between her smooth Creole thighs
Legend has it you can hear her siren calling to allure the virility of man’s soul
Upon the soft moss lay upon, desires and lust in her arms to console
Bow down and worship at her feet
The naked of the entanglement between lover’s sheets
An eager tongue saturating the crevice of her toes
Dew upon the...
#moon
#night
#lover
#mythology
#passion
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The Bloody Show...
Into the night the howling music of the phantoms’ calls
Gore and flesh scattered, smearing your name upon Hell’s walls
Into the depth of crimson’s fangs sinking for a persecuted mind
Puppets without strings I shall midnight wind
Once called unto the martyr of souls glutted as my blade I repeatedly ram
Tormented pain without salvation as the silence slaughtering of the surrendered lamb
Drink of my core to energize for the wishes of my command
Twisted meanings bestowed one wish, two wish,...
Gore and flesh scattered, smearing your name upon Hell’s walls
Into the depth of crimson’s fangs sinking for a persecuted mind
Puppets without strings I shall midnight wind
Once called unto the martyr of souls glutted as my blade I repeatedly ram
Tormented pain without salvation as the silence slaughtering of the surrendered lamb
Drink of my core to energize for the wishes of my command
Twisted meanings bestowed one wish, two wish,...
#evil
#Halloween
#horror
#night
#ghosts
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This Is My Darkness
#dark
#gothic
#night
#vampires
#UnrequitedLove
315 reads
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Eclipse
intro}
I feel sparks.
Is it just me?
Cause baby, I just got this feeling...
{verse}
Of an untold prophecy,
Where you go, it follows me.
Standing here, in navy blues.
(Hush~)
I hear it whisper:
“Hey baby,”
I know you dream of it,
Queen of the Night, blooming.
But what if it’s just another lie?
(Cupid love~)
{pre-ch.}
Unnatural but familiar.
I’m ready to run away, oh~
I’m paralyzed from head to toe.
Your eyes, whispering
“What if you didn’t leave?” ...
I feel sparks.
Is it just me?
Cause baby, I just got this feeling...
{verse}
Of an untold prophecy,
Where you go, it follows me.
Standing here, in navy blues.
(Hush~)
I hear it whisper:
“Hey baby,”
I know you dream of it,
Queen of the Night, blooming.
But what if it’s just another lie?
(Cupid love~)
{pre-ch.}
Unnatural but familiar.
I’m ready to run away, oh~
I’m paralyzed from head to toe.
Your eyes, whispering
“What if you didn’t leave?” ...
#love
#romantic
#night
#faith
#risk
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Still I'm Happy.......Within
I did not play pro ball
Of any type but it's okay
I'm now 41 but still great
I do be at my skill of potray
Potray that u are this character
Within this story u tell
Be put other names upon
The characters to fiction it ah well
My dream of being a father
With a luving wife and children
Did not surface as expected
Because I myself chose to be rejected
The rejected life is only better
To the religious who lives fresh air
And I living fresh air u do enjoy it
With the same as the air breathe u share
...
Of any type but it's okay
I'm now 41 but still great
I do be at my skill of potray
Potray that u are this character
Within this story u tell
Be put other names upon
The characters to fiction it ah well
My dream of being a father
With a luving wife and children
Did not surface as expected
Because I myself chose to be rejected
The rejected life is only better
To the religious who lives fresh air
And I living fresh air u do enjoy it
With the same as the air breathe u share
...
#identity
#night
#UnrequitedLove
#SelfReflection
#ForbiddenLove
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Out of Night's Embraces
- Out of Night's Embraces -
Out of night's embraces, the universe cries out as wouldst a woman in travails of birth!
Didst thou not hear the crying of the dragons, from out the shadows of a primeval time?
I was there when they yet flew on warm winds, in the jungles of a past grown forgotten.
Now they slumber, waiting, to awaken when the stars art in conjunctions passing rare...
Thou could not count the centuries, nor comprehend the greater design in all its' worth!
When I sat enthroned, in dark majesty, as the eldest civilizations' infancy was yet nigh. ...
Out of night's embraces, the universe cries out as wouldst a woman in travails of birth!
Didst thou not hear the crying of the dragons, from out the shadows of a primeval time?
I was there when they yet flew on warm winds, in the jungles of a past grown forgotten.
Now they slumber, waiting, to awaken when the stars art in conjunctions passing rare...
Thou could not count the centuries, nor comprehend the greater design in all its' worth!
When I sat enthroned, in dark majesty, as the eldest civilizations' infancy was yet nigh. ...
#strength
#night
#rebirth
#spiritual
#philosophical
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Infinity’s Bride
I am the temptress, the enchantress, the beguiling witch
An inviting scratch that has taken the fall of the Roman Empire, the Helen Of Troy to itch
Traveling over ancient times, a sovereign Loa of Haitian blood, coveting the frontal lobe of mortal minds
The upper dominion I slay you when your head is turned
Mourning the flavor of lost souls, to the stake I watched them burn
Goddess, Muse, I draw you in by the signature of my mesmerizing smile
Unto the full moon I hear the distance howls ...
An inviting scratch that has taken the fall of the Roman Empire, the Helen Of Troy to itch
Traveling over ancient times, a sovereign Loa of Haitian blood, coveting the frontal lobe of mortal minds
The upper dominion I slay you when your head is turned
Mourning the flavor of lost souls, to the stake I watched them burn
Goddess, Muse, I draw you in by the signature of my mesmerizing smile
Unto the full moon I hear the distance howls ...
#dark
#moon
#night
#shadows
#magic
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About the Night