Poems About the Night by Top Critiquers
#night
Poems about the night by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Endless Night
Today I returned
Awakened
Harmony divided
In my faith
Past memories
God is who I hate
Searching the betrayal
Shadows of light
Silent Tomorrow's
Endless night's
Awakened
Harmony divided
In my faith
Past memories
God is who I hate
Searching the betrayal
Shadows of light
Silent Tomorrow's
Endless night's
#betrayal
#night
#religion
#rhyming
#spiritual
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Purpose And Reason
Late night musings are commonplace
My creative wiring is tied to the moon
Daytime thoughts seem so incoherent
Like my brain’s just sputtering in place
Ever notice when it’s really dark outside?
Each bright star brings a feeling of hope
It’s calming like some peaceful transition
Where my eyes absorb the precious light
In that moment timing becomes precise
Rhythm is synced up with my tendencies
Standing in a realm filled with possibilities
Where everything has purpose and reason
My creative wiring is tied to the moon
Daytime thoughts seem so incoherent
Like my brain’s just sputtering in place
Ever notice when it’s really dark outside?
Each bright star brings a feeling of hope
It’s calming like some peaceful transition
Where my eyes absorb the precious light
In that moment timing becomes precise
Rhythm is synced up with my tendencies
Standing in a realm filled with possibilities
Where everything has purpose and reason
#LifeAsAWriter
#moon
#night
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melancholy's midnight
darkling of faith at rest, resists
to touch your vulnerability of hate
mix it up and make a recipe that suits my taste, out of fate
hurting in the pnuema my breath escapes your stranglehold
bursts of energy surround me
with a look in, I think I know you,...sweet one
seek my sunshine not my immortal need
knowledge is pleasure but to delve too deeply
it is a fledgling error of importance
to touch the sky, to sigh inward for a man's greed,
a God's caress
urging Him deeper into your soul
with a siren...
to touch your vulnerability of hate
mix it up and make a recipe that suits my taste, out of fate
hurting in the pnuema my breath escapes your stranglehold
bursts of energy surround me
with a look in, I think I know you,...sweet one
seek my sunshine not my immortal need
knowledge is pleasure but to delve too deeply
it is a fledgling error of importance
to touch the sky, to sigh inward for a man's greed,
a God's caress
urging Him deeper into your soul
with a siren...
#flowers
#metaphor
#night
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meet me there
when moon bears a geisha veil
her coalescence yields
an enigma infused
apricot anemone
lunar lupin tendrils
quilled
I scarf her hermit light
around my shoulders
waning glow
extending exchanging
pulsating opening heart
solidified crystals
each answer
now given
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her coalescence yields
an enigma infused
apricot anemone
lunar lupin tendrils
quilled
I scarf her hermit light
around my shoulders
waning glow
extending exchanging
pulsating opening heart
solidified crystals
each answer
now given
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024
all rights reserved
#night
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8 Comments
Ephah
It's late
I want to write
I don't want to read
nor scry
I don't want to design
consumeristic graphics
I simply want words
to emerge as the Moon
from behind clouds
illuminating the field
while I, as Ruth, glean
what's left behind
before threshing
the miniscule amount
into an ephah of poem
to carry home
~
I want to write
I don't want to read
nor scry
I don't want to design
consumeristic graphics
I simply want words
to emerge as the Moon
from behind clouds
illuminating the field
while I, as Ruth, glean
what's left behind
before threshing
the miniscule amount
into an ephah of poem
to carry home
~
#moon
#night
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
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CREATED FROM THE MOONLIGHT
Have you ever had an connection with someone else that seems so unrealistic, yet it came with expectations of honesty and truth and trust. That even you found it so hard to truly understand or believe, that it stimulates your deepest senses penetrating through the systematic thoughts of your subconsciousness. For even the words that penetrate through your ears, as you hear the very sounds of their voice becomes music blowing through the distance trees singing there own melody to the soul of your heart. Reaching from within the depth of the heart and soul, for the connectivity is definitely...
#romantic
#beauty
#moon
#night
#mystery
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The Door
Severely silent night.
An open door.
To a quiet nocturnal world.
There stands a paralysis of
gaunt empty branches.
Stone chances.
As the haunting
sterile white moon stares.
A door to nowhere.
Everywhere.
Somewhere.
A chilling choice.
Void of voice.
Step through the door.
Breech the membrane
of life's mysterious worlds.
An open door.
To a quiet nocturnal world.
There stands a paralysis of
gaunt empty branches.
Stone chances.
As the haunting
sterile white moon stares.
A door to nowhere.
Everywhere.
Somewhere.
A chilling choice.
Void of voice.
Step through the door.
Breech the membrane
of life's mysterious worlds.
#choices
#night
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I SLEEP SO WELL
I sleep so well
au naturel.
If you're no prude,
it means in nude -
no negligees
nor mere PJs.
Feeling so free
in nudity,
sleeping as God
made this fair bod,
skin next to silk
warm like mum's milk,
so assuring
of deep resting.
au naturel.
If you're no prude,
it means in nude -
no negligees
nor mere PJs.
Feeling so free
in nudity,
sleeping as God
made this fair bod,
skin next to silk
warm like mum's milk,
so assuring
of deep resting.
#night
#rhyming
#sleep #sensual
#sleep #sensual
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Artemis Beckons
I heard the children of the night
in coyote lunar tribute
under the stars that love to shoot
final salutes on their last flight.
And geese as well cried through the beams
that lit the skies wherein they flew
which by my soul were midnight blue
just as they are in all my dreams.
But truth be told the crickets were
the ones who owned the skies the most
and probably from coast to coast
in concert insect crazy stir...
to soothe the feral human heart,
far more... than sapience...
in coyote lunar tribute
under the stars that love to shoot
final salutes on their last flight.
And geese as well cried through the beams
that lit the skies wherein they flew
which by my soul were midnight blue
just as they are in all my dreams.
But truth be told the crickets were
the ones who owned the skies the most
and probably from coast to coast
in concert insect crazy stir...
to soothe the feral human heart,
far more... than sapience...
#moon
#night
#summer
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11 Comments
Night Call
Pulled me into your lair
Cocktails for 2
Let my passion hold you tight
Surrender ?
Cocktails for 2
Let my passion hold you tight
Surrender ?
#art
#night
#seductive
#temptation
#ThrillSeeking
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Guitar Cries
a lonesome night
their guitar cries
cut through my
heart tear me
apart take me
where i need to
be in the core
in that horrible
place where the
demons reside
uncomfortably
they fill the air
taint my space
voices & noises
coming in waves
make me numb
slay me inside
God i am tired
can't even write
i close my eyes
hide in their cries
surrender my body
into the abyss of night
their guitar cries
cut through my
heart tear me
apart take me
where i need to
be in the core
in that horrible
place where the
demons reside
uncomfortably
they fill the air
taint my space
voices & noises
coming in waves
make me numb
slay me inside
God i am tired
can't even write
i close my eyes
hide in their cries
surrender my body
into the abyss of night
#guitars
#night
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~of this elongating ever life… dotted in differential deltaic deaths
this young midnight’s chilling air
in a weirdly turning on groovy beat
mixing in your smoking touchy heat
-tastes a warm spice of musky mace
I crave for
a metallic blood flower rapturous
I bleed and bloom in a pleasantly~
pungent addictive blossom.. that
even this waiting nocturne animal
in your plunging deep purplish trysts..
pierces sharp unto this seductive
self digging hell in an unreturning
pathway spiral..
hitting red & black as sky~ high
cranial kicks..
this unbearably...
in a weirdly turning on groovy beat
mixing in your smoking touchy heat
-tastes a warm spice of musky mace
I crave for
a metallic blood flower rapturous
I bleed and bloom in a pleasantly~
pungent addictive blossom.. that
even this waiting nocturne animal
in your plunging deep purplish trysts..
pierces sharp unto this seductive
self digging hell in an unreturning
pathway spiral..
hitting red & black as sky~ high
cranial kicks..
this unbearably...
#death
#love
#night #sensual
#night #sensual
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