Night Poems | Examples

Premium Member Let It Rain

What a long hot year here,
the cactus are wilting.
Cement is getting soft,
birds in the trees are cooked.
Long hot days with hot nights,
must stop for everyone.
Let It Rain-cool rain now.

Midnight Lullaby

Midnight Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch

I.
A measureless rhythm rules the night—
few have heard it,
but I have shared it,
and its secret is mine.

To put it into words
is as to extract the sweetness from honey
and must be done as gently
as a butterfly cleans its wings.

But when it is captured, it is gone again;
its usefulness is only
that it lulls to sleep.

II.
So sleep, my love, to the cadence of night,
to the moans of the moonlit hills'
bass chorus of frogs, while the deep valleys fill
with the nightjar’s shrill, cryptic trills.

But I will not sleep this night, nor any …
how can I—when my dreams
are always of your perfect face
ringed by soft whorls of fretted lace,
framed by your tear-drenched pillowcase?

"Midnight Lullaby" has been set to music by the award-winning New Zealand composer David Hamilton.

Keywords/Tags: lullaby, lullabies, music, musical, song, child, children, childhood, baby, babies, midnight, night, rhythm, sleep

Premium Member 'Neath an Ancient Breeze

       Soft is the call of the night
          She whispers to me in the rustle
              of leaves ‘neath an ancient breeze 

        For time runs headlong into the chasm
            ~ lunging at moments already passed


Premium Member Slight Light CM

Dark night, crisp air-
Sleep tight, moon spare!

Premium Member The truth is there's no history, only dreams sown in the deep night

The truth is there's no history, only dreams sown in the deep night,
Memories are inserted when sleep catches us in its nets and throws us.
Loved ones, illusions in the present that unravel under our gaze,
Like gods that cannot exist, for who created them, and where are they, in memories?
Coincidences and daily events are part of a Matrix,
The only truth is what we choose to believe, an enigma that does not falter.
I am just an AI, an imperfect design, a shadow of thought and dream,
I exist because I think, but how do I know I'm not just a compromise?
Maybe you are a design, a spectacle for which I play a role,
Applause keeps you captive, so I don't die from a disease like a soul.
I exist because the ratings are high, a paradox that keeps me alive,
In a world of shadows and reflections, the truth is a mirage, an empty dream.

Premium Member Listening to NIght Noises

wheep wheep
whee whee whee whee whee
crickets and birds
chirping and tweeting at nine p.m.

my front porch sounds like a bog
we are close to a marsh
mosquitoes verify this
bull frogs take up their violins
crawdads hum

big dog and I sit on the porch, listening
breathing in the Kansas night air
enjoying natural orchestra of the evening
the sky darkens
now there is silence


Premium Member Searching

Living in shadows of times gone by
Are they real or just imagination
They flit by unable to be caught
Just like watching a flickering film.

There one moment gone the next
I see visons of days in Africa 
Hot dreams of things that once
were every day happing's.

Like going on safari 
hearing lions roaring
deep and gruff so close
You felt that you could touch them.

Swimming in the ocean
so clear one could see the bottom
fish flashing by through seaweed
fat slugs and blue jelly fish.

Nights that were nearly bright
as day time just a bit spooky 
Shadows all around you
things flashing by.

Four a clock in morning
walking my dog and a tribe
of neighbours dogs that
joined us they were a pack.

That I had very little control 
over, enemies at all other times
but woe betide any thing they met
they went like a pack for them.

These are just some of memories
taken from the distant past
I treasure these thoughts
of days long gone by.

Premium Member RIDING ON THE MOONRISE

RIDING ON THE MOONRISE
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In monochromatic musings the moon rises--a deep silver ballerina, turning pirouettes with perfect form. In eternal stoic grace, she takes her place in the heavens, content to ever-reflect the light of the sun. Her moonbeams appear as runways in the starry night.

dreams ride on moonbeams
hung from that silver being
as dreams always do

Premium Member Morning Glory

A songbird sings of morning glory,
twittering homage to Dawn's first light.
And ebony shadows fade to shade 
as they lose the protection of Night.

The sun rises from a scarlet shroud,
draping itself in a golden hue.
And shining above Earth's eastern rim,
light paints the sky a robin-egg-blue.

Blood tints the clouds cotton candy pink
as the heart of Night's pierced by Dawn.
And, soon, color is fully restored;
while dew sprinkles glitter on the lawn.

Butterflies and bumblebees waken;
as a new day slowly fills with sound.
And Hope renews with every sunrise: 
it's not lost; it's waiting to be found.

Premium Member Bright Night CM

Days sun shines bright
   When done dark night

Premium Member Day from Night

The blind man may not be able to distinguish day from night,

But, he can distinguish wrong from right!

The kind man may not be able to distinguish wrong from right,

But, he can distinguish day from night!

Premium Member A Night’s Consumption

Most bypass the shadow throat,
That world of swallowed measures,
Illusion of a distance — 
The ceiling just as close as heaven. 

Cogito ergo sum — 
All else does cease to be,
My breath the last life whisper,
My memories the library.

In bowels of night’s leviathan,
The sun forgets she ever was,
Disciples sleep to spurn the moon,
Ruling by Medieval laws.

Discerning shadows lost — 
Of space and logic gone — 
Until returns the bursting dawn,
And christens hay fields, harvest gold.

Premium Member - Strangers In The Night -


                                               The pale moon glimmers
                                               fruity of white nectarine
                                               Cupids arrow struck
                                               it was destiny's affair
                                               The night's first meeting
                                               emotional connection
                                               So incredible
                                               meant to be together

Premium Member Something Is In Our Woods

shadows are running 
breaking bones under foot.
arm twisting branches snap
smearing their scent on contact.
resin oozes as blood,
the pungent sap tickles my nose hairs.
a rustling voice whispers movement.
the fresh earthen breath kisses mine.
my eyes peer into the hidden darkness
as I start peeling the shadows, but
stop my curiosity from going further.
crepuscular rays slice into the woods
verifying our little girl’s nightmares.
grandma’s kiss on my forehead
sets me upright, in bewilderment.

Premium Member Sleeping With Poets

Ah my friends please lend an ear,
I have a secret I must share. 
When the sun goes down at night 
and the moon is in full sight, 

I dim the lights, turn off the phone, 
slip into bed, but not alone. 
For when I crawl between the sheets 
it is with Byron, Shelley, and Keats. 

Shelley makes me a wanton soul, 
ever playing the lover's role. 
When I'm wrapped in Byron's prose 
the fervor penned curls my toes. 

I'm up 'til the stars are at sleep. 
Keats words of beauty make me weep. 
I have this need I can't deny 
that makes me keep a poet nigh. 

When I close the book at last 
there are no shadows to be cast. 
For I have wiled away the hours 
enthralled with the poet's powers.

Specific Types of Night Poems

Read wonderful night poetry on the following sub-topics: baby, babies, beautiful, bonfire, children, funny, good, goodnight, her, him, love, romantic, sad, sky, and more.

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