After Midnight Poems - Poems about After Midnight

Those Nightmares After Midnight

Have to keep the door closed
(after that midnight treat)
The coyote or wolf far off
(too close)
Can’t remember the plot
(salsa has tightened its grip)
upon awakening
(not at all sure of that)
the widening of the dark
I open the door slowly
to the shadows
(a strange light and likeness)

The wild animal is scarier
enclosed, inhibited
(it tears at my throat, claws
my innards - from

After Midnight

After Midnight

… starts the life
After one o’clock, the last train had gone
My window is open, listening the silent the silence
The distant, soft noise of the city…, so friendly
I love it, this is the best time for writing. Inspiring night
I love this life. Oh, the night. I am driven by the Dark

I drink
Oh night!
Cheers!

After Midnight Canvas

Shards of lambent moonlight drift across crumpled charcoal sky, 
gleaming snow clad laneways flaunt ancient ghostly footprint, 
dream world boisterous cabals lurk in blue ink shadows,
glow worm street lights peer o’er nocturnal hour hush, 
swirling toll of dulcet midnight bells defrost black ice veil,
mud stained slush from madcap drivers spray giggling sweethearts

Not lonely after midnight

The house is quiet after midnight.
My mind is not.

Good Times After Midnight

  The ghoul lathered a cadaver ~

    with a dagger, the cops gathered

While attempting going to sleep after midnight

While attempting going to sleep after midnight...

December 27th, 2023,
the missus pounded mine posterior
(she played paddywhack 
on me blimey buttucks)
not only causing contusion, 
but flaying percussive rumpus, 
where the wild things are
found yours truly feeling
like a cross between a bongo drum
and a Ubangi
(also spelled Ubangui, Ubanghi, or Oubangui).

Meanwhile good n plenty 
good vibrations 
(cue the Beach

After Midnight

the day is done
time to dim the lights
and focus on my heart



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Posted on September 6, 2022

'walkin After Midnight'

When death sent out its calling card 
the heavens came in view
Psalms to reach the Angel’s ears
one voice had broken through
Grace within her every word
each feeling soul infused
Patsy singing from above
—to bless the chosen few

(Remembering Patsy Cline: May, 2022)

Cinderella After Midnight

People have the wrong impression of your life; 
Seems you never liked your father’s second wife. 
You let the prayers of childhood go unsaid; 
Spent a humid adolescence in an unmade bed.  
Your sisters always tended to their chores, 
Then they’d have to find the time to finish yours. 
While you would pick narcissus

Strange Magic After Midnight

In the early morning hours at the break of the new day
Is ‘The witching hour”, it’s a magical time, they say

A time where the veil between worlds becomes thin,
Allowing you the ability to go deeper within

Making it easier to connect with those on the other side
A time where the shadows come out from where they

Moon After Midnight

                            Moon After Midnight


                        

After Midnight

my mournings come alive
when she enters deep inside

my heart, my passion, my mind

time
it travels far
without daylight
burning moments
as they move on by

I see her soot
as it cinders
my reprehensible lust
bleeding
upon a thousand broken glass slippers  

I slide her future
past the tombs of tommorow
caressing the carriage/carnage
of life

if only
midnight would hold

a glance
through the glass
graceful the gorgeous ballerina
twirls
and smiles

Saint Frankenstein Mission After Midnight

A day like any other day rings out midnight again
On the muffled peals hammered out loud by bells
Not heard over the thunderous storms performance
Simultaneously taking place outside the madness

The Saint Frankenstein non-denominational church is cursed
As the bells toll their cruel rings heard over the silent screams
Every time a priest jumps from the high tower by

After Midnight

It’s after midnight, as my muse carries a lot on my mind
Putting words onto paper in my reach that I can find
So many things that have dressed me for so long
Always reviewing the balance of rights and wrong
I was just a young girl, when I could view things this way
Too early for my age, but

Rose After Midnight

a new day has dawned
leaving shadows behind them —
pink daughter brings mirth

9/3/2019

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