Poems About the Night Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about the night published by members recently online.
I Watch the Night
As dawn approaches
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
#hope
#winter
#night #nature
#night #nature
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I Watch the Night
As dawn approaches
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
#hope
#winter
#night #nature
#night #nature
251 reads
2 Comments
I Watch the Night
As dawn approaches
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
#hope
#winter
#night #nature
#night #nature
251 reads
2 Comments
I Watch the Night
As dawn approaches
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
The cold winter mountain air whispers
Everything else whether near or far is silent
Every living creature seem lost in their dreams until the break of day
The gloom of the night slowly fades away
As the dark sky begins to turn a different hue
The loneliness lurking in that stillness like a ghost
Rustles through the trees with a hum resonating through mind and time
The cold lingers with a harsh chill to the bones
While the lights from the stars languish in the distance
Soon the rest of the world will awake to...
#hope
#winter
#night #nature
#night #nature
251 reads
2 Comments
Photo
If hers are eyes dark
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
#kindness
#dark
#beauty
#moon
#night
334 reads
2 Comments
Photo
If hers are eyes dark
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
#kindness
#dark
#beauty
#moon
#night
334 reads
2 Comments
Photo
If hers are eyes dark
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
#kindness
#dark
#beauty
#moon
#night
334 reads
2 Comments
Photo
If hers are eyes dark
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
#kindness
#dark
#beauty
#moon
#night
334 reads
2 Comments
Photo
If hers are eyes dark
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
They are not so by design
But by love of night
Though moon be silent
The stars may ever shine,
And if her lips
Be lips not to be kissed
It is only for her smile’s sake
And her laughter to wake
And such treasures ought
Not be missed;
If she is not beautiful
Or if her beauty seems odd
It’s most likely a chance
We each have so little glance
At the impossibly vast
Handiwork of God.
#kindness
#dark
#beauty
#moon
#night
334 reads
2 Comments
Midnight Tunes
Dancing clouds floated above
Intoxicating smoke curling in the air
From the incense of insomnia
Rose with midnight tunes
A lento slithering from the chime
To fill every hollowed nook
With the sweet-smelling fragments
Of bitter-echoing remnants
Whispering softly to lull me awake
Intoxicating smoke curling in the air
From the incense of insomnia
Rose with midnight tunes
A lento slithering from the chime
To fill every hollowed nook
With the sweet-smelling fragments
Of bitter-echoing remnants
Whispering softly to lull me awake
#insomnia
#night
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Midnight Tunes
Dancing clouds floated above
Intoxicating smoke curling in the air
From the incense of insomnia
Rose with midnight tunes
A lento slithering from the chime
To fill every hollowed nook
With the sweet-smelling fragments
Of bitter-echoing remnants
Whispering softly to lull me awake
Intoxicating smoke curling in the air
From the incense of insomnia
Rose with midnight tunes
A lento slithering from the chime
To fill every hollowed nook
With the sweet-smelling fragments
Of bitter-echoing remnants
Whispering softly to lull me awake
#insomnia
#night
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Necromancy
Necromancers, using magic words, call disembodied spirits who travel by night.
I step outside the light to be clothed in darkness, stand on the mountain steady as a middle brother,
look to the night sky to see a red dwarf and a white giant.
Jupiter is on fire and Saturn has taken off her rings.
The planets have aligned.
Now is the time when young men will see visions
and old men will dream dreams,
when Regulus is red on the horizon in the gaze of the Sphinx.
Yet, I am all alone looking at the moon...
I step outside the light to be clothed in darkness, stand on the mountain steady as a middle brother,
look to the night sky to see a red dwarf and a white giant.
Jupiter is on fire and Saturn has taken off her rings.
The planets have aligned.
Now is the time when young men will see visions
and old men will dream dreams,
when Regulus is red on the horizon in the gaze of the Sphinx.
Yet, I am all alone looking at the moon...
#night
#spiritual
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DU Poetry : Poems About the Night Published by Members Recently Online