Best Midnight Sun Poems

I went cruising to Norway with my wife across the North Sea
We travelled the route the Vikings took but with added luxury
Our first port of call was Stavanger, it was nice to be on dry land
A town with old historic white buildings looking fine and...

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Predator Antiqua Multis Versus Respiciens Tempus


I Watched Midnight Sun Fall Into Dark Shades Of Oblivion

Part I

I watched midnight sun fall into dark shades of oblivion
with its dying light screaming in agonizing moans
upon bloody battlefields of massive bloated carrion
as weeping echoes surged up from its low...

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Long ago, in the fastness of the north
lived a people known as the Inuit.
They lived in perpetual darkness.
Although they had heard of light from Crow
they at first would not believe him.
They made him repeat this fairy tale 
many times, for it sparked imagination.
Imagine how long...

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Take Me To The Midnight Sun
                                

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The midnight sun 
He said he'd take me there

How I longed to see it
Though he left yesterday 

He never came home to me again 
I'm wondering what happened to our life

I listen to the rain sounding like bullets
Against my roof and window panes 

I'm wondering...

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Midnight sun erases 
The darkness
Hidden in my soul
For so long
Forever hiding 
In emptiness
Waiting for the light to shine
Waiting for the path to clear
Waiting for someone to hear
Cries for help
Crying tears
Hiding fears
Shedding layers
Empty shell
Living there
Listening for a voice
Calling my name
Whispers echo
In my ear
Never relenting
Pain in my...

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Moose hyde tanned, cut, and stitched to fit,
Exquisite is its feel upon the foot.
Cradled in its warming grasp, 
I take the first step into an unknown world.

Shades of brown, green and grey, 
The tundra opens in front of me.
Jack Pines so thin and tall pattern...

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No light,
Nothing bright.
It's dark,
It's eternal midnight.
My life;
A dark,
moonless sky...
A little star,
Here and there,
No difference...
No love, no care,
Nothing I desire...
Then, you shot across,
Spreading fire!
Like a meteor,
Lightening up;
my whole life.
Now there is love,
Passion, longing,
Now there is reason,
And...beauty!...

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Than I saw the sun
from night I saw the sun
it greeted me
and I thanked God
without caring who say me 
Yet the night which was wonderful
made me think and rethink
Morning glory
midnight sun
who's hope and word's
reflect the need's of men
and who's need is beyond the need of...

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Pitch black, nothing in sight,
the only sensation my body feels is the cold wind
and the icy shiver creeping down my spine.
My heart races, my legs quake as I'm pacing
through this darkness: a faceless, crude, and nameless
menace that threatens to consume me whole.

I can only think...

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The midnight sun belongs to Alaska
where children play and parents
lose all sense of time until fatigue
reminds them it it is time for shut eye
as they call it a night where dusk is
is a golden hue of stubborn phenomenon.

The midnight sun belongs to Alaska
where companies of...

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I am waiting for you to show up
like the azure ribbons of northern lights 
in the end of the velveteen-blue horizon.
I can almost hear your steps 
if I hold back my breath
and silence my heart.
Your steps having a caressing sound 
of touching the dusty ground.
Your...

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Chains, how I hate their sound.
Day in and day out, they clink,
they keep me bound.
Lies, that's what put me here.
They said it was better in this place, 
to be my own person,
'Who needs grace?'
Darkness, the absence of light.
Who knows how long I've been here?
It's always...

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A cigarette has to work
For it to be smoked,
A beer has to toil for
It to be drank.

Love has got to show
For it to be loved,
Wisdom has to have room
For it to settle.
I don't have the luxury of thinking.

If my eyes can't show me
How beautifully made...

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