Best Darkest Of Night Poems
In This Time Of Looming Dark, Look To The True Light
World is dark and racing fast into hell
grab a coin, toss it in a wishing well
have some faith that our Father sees and hears
sad voices crying out in deeper fear
and will always with Love do what is right
be it light of day or darkest of night.
Hold fast, precious Life is so very sweet.
Eternal mercy comes from Heaven's seat.
World now seems to spin so out of control
now fear seeks room within our weeping souls
future is uncertain and outlook grim
yet one must have faith in Light and in Him
for purest Love that gives and never fails
even if calm has now gone off the rails.
Hold fast, precious Life is so very sweet.
Eternal mercy comes from Heaven's seat.
World has in the past looming dark beheld
mankind has too oft catastrophe spelled
yet survived to go on to live and strive
so thank God we are here and still alive
living, breathing and asking all the more
for divine hands to save us, we implore.
Hold fast, precious Life is so very sweet.
Eternal mercy comes from Heaven's seat.
Robert J. Lindley, 3-20- 2020
Rhyme, ( When Faith And Hope Are The Keys To Sanity )
Note:
Friends, the refrain in this new poem came to me while
I was writing the start of a new poem for my,
"Lesser Known Poets Series. I immediately wrote it down
and stopped writing the new poem for the Series.
I decided to write this poem to address the uncertainty
and immense fear that is so very prevalent in our world.
And give the message that as grim as it may seem now,
our loving Father will not abandon us! Have faith and know
no power in this universe supersedes that of Father, Son
and Holy Spirit, the Trinity.
May God bless and comfort you, one and all..
Poem Of The Week
March 22, 2020
https://soundcloud.com/kentucky-gal/2015-01-22-13-25-41722a
~Your dreams so tenderly wrapped in satin pleasures 'neath pillowed head.
As loves velvet touch so warmly embrace under downy covers in your bed.
Deep kisses in the darkest of night you nuzzle jasmine scent in auburn hair.
Romantic thoughts caressing delicately milky sweet softness of skin so fair.
So moist your honeyed lips like morning dew on the rosebud in bloom.
Whilst you dream of soft brown eyes beckoning to stay in your hearts room.
Heavenly dreams that take you to an angels loving arms tonight.
Where she takes you to her breasts so warm,so tenderly in plain sight.
In heavenly dreams know you are my every desire my sweet addiction my need.
Where two lovers embrace in satin pleasures and love plants it's seed. ~
**From the archives of my heart.Figured I would post something a lil' more happier...lol.
The Full Moon Makes Faces Tonight
Gazing out my picture window on this darkest of night,
The full moon shone sky-high with the brightest of light.
I spied its eldritch contours and its dark areas whole,
As this lucent orb made faces at me from pole to pole.
Methinks these faces were for this special moment now,
A teasing fantasy-illusion for me to wonder why and how?
This full moon had two eyes stone-set from East to West,
Giving me a very comical-look whilst winking all the best!
This lunar illusion silently sang a sly aria full of devilry,
As it mesmerized my senses replete with all due revelry.
As I studied this comedic-faced orb far from our Earth,
I felt its true spiritual intent was one for a cosmic rebirth.
The full moon made its curious faces on this darkest night,
Whilst I smiled big as I basked and bathed in its lunar light!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(June 14, 2017) (Couplet)
A solar wind caresses the mighty oceans blue,
Creates the waves, stirs the hearts of the true.
The spirit leaves the sea and floats on high,
To gather the dreams that make poets sigh.
When they reach saturation they at last take flight,
In search of lovers, adrift in the darkest of night.
Each dream a raindrop that freefalls though time,
Each drop a perfection, each dream sublime,
A prism to the soul or perhaps an angel’s tear,
As it floats and drifts, through the atmosphere.
Its colour and shape so clear and fragile,
Yet set on its course despite all the toil.
To replenish the land, refresh us each and all,
Oblivious to their beauty as they tumble freefall.
Each bead of perfection races to shatter,
On the land, its people and all that matter.
To wash the dry soil, to cleanse the city,
To grow the crops, dull the gritty.
Yet fail to heed its might and splendour,
When it can destroy, kill and can render.
There’s sorrow in those raindrops, so to glee,
It’s visible in its beauty-beast so plain to see.
As it gives life as it dies, a true resurrection,
The raindrop can certainly be a cruel perfection.
At the first sign of light, I can hear incantation
slowly ascending, from the depths of the canyons
Windward it's calling to get my attention
while my eyes search the sunrise, to look into heaven
Gliding with ease is the shape of an eagle
swooping on wings that have lifted my soul
Reverently regal, the rare golden eagle
flies overhead while leaving its shadow
Scouting the timber for one special tree
it circles the forest, so high, in the pines
Far in the branches, limbs cradle her nest
She'll pause for a rest, where her fledglings will feed
safe from the bite, of the darkest of night
Deep from abyss of the narrowest canyons,
she'll soar like a plane to the clouds in the sky
I close tight my eyes, and will dream I'm beside her
Far above treetops......I wish I could fly.
I'd look at the world, in the softness of dawn
and wish for such peace, until my tears overcome
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10/2/15
Written for "Golden Eagle Contest"
Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton
In realms beyond, where shadows dance with glee,
Draw near, sweet child, and heed my decree.
Though my earthly form resides, in silent repose,
My essence endures, as life’s eternal cycle flows.
Fear not the cold, silent stone’s embrace,
For here, pitting bones and rotting flesh replace.
Seek instead the dawn’s hallowed, new light,
Enveloped in warm laughter, shared by friendships tight.
In your veins, my presence forever flows,
A soothing rhythm, amidst life’s highs and lows.
Through raging storms and stinging rain, I’ll be near,
In every Spring’s bloom, my presence vibrant and clear.
Discover me in the symphony of the surging sea,
In the starry night’s celestial harmony.
Like the moonbeams that color your eyes so bright,
I am your guide in the darkest of night.
I am the courage in your soul’s embrace,
The inner voice guiding you, through life’s relentless race.
Embrace all the world, let your free spirit soar,
For within its depths, I live on forevermore.
Treasure the memories, laughter, and love we’ve sown,
But know this, dear child, you are never alone.
In every sunrise, painting the sky with hues so rare,
I’ll be the golden warmth, a love beyond compare.
One day, an affair grand, we’ll rejoice again,
Ascending Heaven’s stairs together, hand in hand.
Think, therefore, because
We are, immortal shining
Bright as the sun a million
Times over, relieved in shades
Of light and dark. This which we
Seek eludes the touch of
Understanding and refuses to be
Fathomed, to learn of just how deep
This thing goes. ‘To Light’ we cry
In the darkest hours of night
When the fear settles on us like a pall
And the ancient horrors walk the corridors
Of our minds as we struggle to sleep.
Silence remains forever elusive to even the
Weariest of those courageous enough
To search the abandoned roads that lead to
No truth other than: the road goes forever on.
Still, their lives were not in vain, for even
Though they failed in their quest they found
Something much more valuable. Purpose.
A thing for which we are woefully lacking
In our small existence on this hurtling rock.
But in this, discouragement comes swiftly,
Brutalizing the strongest and planting doubt
That swells to be all consuming. Let it not
Inhabit or take up residence, or it will surely
Destroy. Search not for the silence, or the purpose,
But only listen. The clamor is not in the least
Unpleasant. In time it is the most beautiful
Music to the lovers’ ears. It calms with the promise
Of life lived and joy undiscovered. Peace. Uncompromised and
Heavy with distilled hope. It flows like moonbeams
To melt upon the soul. In the darkest of night, it comforts,
And with the light, it binds.
In his eyes – I see the sun rise
In his smile – I can sit a while
In his life – I learned to be a wife
When I dream of forever
We are always there whatsoever
Comes into our lives, our light
Silencing the darkest of night
Reminding us why we’re alive
Why we’ll continue to survive
Because this love that inspires
Burns with such pleasure, fires
That keep my heart bound to his
Forever, stirred by his kiss, there is
Music that comes to those who listen
Seeking the wonder with its glisten
Searching the heart and soul for love
That exposes kind spirits from above
Sweetening the feeling that binds us
Never weary, never creating a fuss
Leaving the miracle of a love that lasts
Through every fear that worry casts
When I dream of the way we’re connected
With a tenderness, affection that is reflected
In our lives – the kindness that we give away
With the love we share, the prayers we pray
The way we feel inside is uncovered in his embrace
The way he makes me feel is so full of grace
Roused by the gentle beliefs, the sincerity bringing
My heart to life, my spirit to light, his voice ringing
With the sound of a joy that consumes because
He is my husband, my valentine, the one I applause…
As the man I love more than I can possibly describe
With a love that can’t be bought – love I can’t bribe
With a love I celebrate every morning and every night
Love so amazing – so brilliant and wise – a love I must write
In words meant for him, the one who is my life – the one
Whose beauty and brilliance can’t ever be undone
This is the man I love more than I can possibly say -
With a love that I’m celebrating on this Valentine’s Day!
Valentine Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
January 15, 2023
Wrought liquid metal, hued in the fire's of hell,
Pored into a castings shell, then hammered well,
By the angry fists of Satan himself, behold the skeleton key.
Accursed by evil's malevolent spell, one size fits all,
No locked doors can resist against its turnings twist,
Opening unto the supernatural's mystical power, and unlocking
Humanity's hidden passages and darkest corridors,
Leaving no secrets left unspoken or in silence.
Crimson blood spewing forth from corrupted key holes, oozing
Downwards unto the floor below, staining ancient
Tapestries of the royal gentries, and the upper classes refined.
Skull to the cross bones, it possesses a will of its own,
A vile living entity, with its own consciousness.
Molding, reshaping itself at pleasures dark whim,
Feasting on hatred's malice, then releasing it unto the world
Of men.
A twisted wanton thing, laughing with intentions cruelties,
And relishing in our agonies pain.
But *****sapiens are a curious species, never realizing when to
Leave things well enough a lone.
We must know what lies beyond that forbidden
Door, where mankind is not allowed to trespass.
In these dark places of shadows ethereal, it rocks in a fetal
Ball, a creature, waiting to be disturbed, go then seek what lurks therein,
If you dare, only the key knows what it really is, and it laughs,
At our ignorance, mocking us in the darkness.
Four it is the beast, chained and shackled within our worst
Nightmares, a fierce devilish demon, that pierces through the
Darkest of night, to hunt the innocent souls of wayward men.
You've have ventured to far, beyond thy safety zone of no return.
Four death lies in those reddened eyes that watch you within
The darkness.
If you move it will attack, motions movements attracts
Attentions reactions, so remain frozen there is no safety's retreat
Thou'art trapped, again the key so laughs in the abyss,
Mocking at humanity's ignorance.
Shaking with anticipations glee, it begs the next
User to place it into the key hole, of the unknown, come along
Now what can it hurt, just one little peek, let’s look beyond the crimson
Door, as the skeleton key heckles with unbridled happiness.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
If ever you're feeling afraid or alone
whatever the reason may be,
please know I'm beside you, to weather the storm.
Just hold on, …… until it's gone.
Whatever the season, we'll face it as one.
Together, we'll climb any mountain that looms.
We will push back the clouds that have shadowed the sun,
till' the storms are gone.
~
Together we can search for tomorrow.
Together we will borrow the stars
They will brighten the dark with the light from above,
and will shine with a promise to bring back the sun.
However we measure the things that go wrong,
we're stronger together, as if we were one.
Love can light up the way,
in the darkest of night,
until the sun and moon turn their lights back on.
~
Whenever dawn arrives without sunshine
or if the clouds come heavy with rain
I'm just a stone's throw away, you can call out my name.
And we'll hold on to each other till the tears are gone.
If ever you feel things are falling apart,
or if ever you're feeling alone in the dark,
just hold out your hand, and I'll toss you a star
There is always a light, in the darkness
It has been this way since the beginning
That men have done battle with the sea
For wealth, glory,and just for the knowing
But it has always kept its fierce mystery
When the storms come obscuring the land
On the shore stands a sentinel, a bright light
To give direction to ships lost in the deep
And gave hope through the darkest of night
So the sea will beat its fury on the shore
And man will still try to conquer the wave
Giving thanks for sentinels that bravely stands
To give their succor to the sailor so brave
4/13/16
I would like naught but the chance to glimpse a glimmering shadow upon a sun streaked field,
To find a place of darkening grace, that brings me to lucidity.
To hold and behold the essence of a thing that only kings had been able to wield.
To go beyond thought and embrace a thing that only Forever could comprehend,
To see within a light’s past and know that darkness had come before.
Skin of jade, and an angels smile,
the touch of passion that you enfold,
You move like wind, and dance like fire,
upon this landscape “my heart” you hold
Your thoughts are keeping, my deep secrets meaning,
to put forth the light that you have shown.
And in the eyes of umber gleaming,
I see deep within its meaning, a solace no fable has told,
so bring forth this, a hearing sacred, voice of resonance no string can fold.
And within this thought of heavens shadow, this ebony thing to me is gold
I have dreamt of you, in the darkest of night, and in the shadows I hear the calling
Darkness glimmers, a breath that shimmers to ring sound true a heart that’s falling
My eyes light up, every time I see your face,
I feel the butterflies in my stomach,
and my heart starts to race.
Your eyes tell me you love me,
yet you don’t have to speak,
it brings tears to my eyes,
and my knees just get weak.
when you smile,
it takes all my fears away,
you can turn the darkest of night, and make it day.
time stands still when our lips touch,
and the thought of losing you just hurts to much.
I know I am in love, because your someone I can’t live without,
so here it goes, I love you…without a doubt.
The walking dead with emotionless stare, eyes a window to the soul, traumatized from the war that rages, leaving open wounds of glow.
Face down in the mire, entrenched in the realm of understanding, yet they have ears but do not hear, and eyes but cannot see, dulled senses of polluted soul leaves a lasting plea.
Around and around you go marching to the beat, in single file, see them march, marching with their feet, as one follows another and another follows one, the mass of people marching, marches to the beat.
The walking dead that's walking on life's broken trail of tears, grace and hope once companions, lost with no more years, falling off a ledge into a tunnel of fear, where all the kings that have ever lived could not breathe life into you again.
The absence of light on the darkest of night, removed from all that is sane, the twinkle is gone from your eyes as your dreams vanished without a trace.
Desolation and despair are all that remains, a prisoner to the very end, around and around you go still marching to the beat.
The reflection you see in the dimly lit light is a reflection of me.
Hush, Santa's sleeping,
After a long, arduous trip;
Warm and cozy in his bed,
Hugging a bottle of nip
Soaring through enemy air space,
To nations far and near;
A task we'd never sign up for,
Though he does it every year
Through the thickest of storms,
Through the darkest of night;
No rain, wind, or snow,
Will ever delay his flight
Winter's frigid bite,
A desert's blinding sand;
Santa's lowly mission,
Is joy throughout each land
Squeezing down tight chimneys,
Singed by burning logs;
Tripping over power cords,
Attacked by vicious dogs!
Your journey's accomplished,
Now go and sleep in peace;
Another year is waiting,
The madness all repeats!