Best Night Watch Poems

Dark trees on the dark street stand still:
duty bound mute guards
between heaven’s stars and
solid earth,
locked, secret,
with no voice to me
as we walk on the black road,
not talking.
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search for oddities
into space and time we squeeze
eons can be seen
through highly polished mirrors
on bitter cold night so clear

'The Accident' morphs
dim mysterious brown dwarf
skimming stellar turf
leaving possibilities 
constitutes dark energies

lustrous Milky Way
is where we reside today
facing come what may
dusty gas, huge black holes hide
where galactic...

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The harsh winds snarl and bite like fighting dogs.
No pity in this bull-black bitter night.
No stars nor moon can pierce the city fog.
No shelter saves the beggar from his plight.

The winds whip swirling grit and stinging grime.
Mad demons breathe out sour tasting wrath,
And wine red...

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The beauty of the intention
The intention of the beauty howls the moon
Night vision capture understanding love fine nights of glory
To view the angle that is suggest all eyes
For the wont of the pleasure the cooling of flesh what is of man
Cooler the weather tanning it...

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So innocent in Thy slumber,
The dreams and vigils of the day
gone by.

No furrow marks Thy brow.
No trace of teardrops
Glisten from your eyes.

Thou art so much like the flower
Eager for the silver dew...
Thy face is flushed
as dusk rests heavy on the breast,
And as I keep night...

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I heard you in the night watch
and You said to me,
"My redeemed and precious one
what is it you see ?"

I remember how you said
that You died for me,
how in Your Word I've read,
Your death makes me free.

"My son, do you believe this,
that from death I...

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Miles past the nightstand
over the plastic water bottle.
the Ambien pill dispenser
and the soul-bruised eye shades,
an arrhythmic clock 
ticks like a bombed-out tank.

Of course there is the lampshade
(that lighthouse for the luminescent krill
of submerged consciousness)
that seems attached to my skin
whenever body parts want to cut ties
with...

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The heavens are black,
The moon’s in a sack,
The course of the day has been run.
The stars twinkle by
Far out in the sky,
Awaiting the rise of the sun....

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beady eyes...darting
here and there... angst-reflectors
       unpaid prairie guard...

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Since the year fourteen five,
In a little Swiss town,*
There’s a job that will earn
All who do it renown.

From the top of the church
(A cathedral, no less)
Someone calls out the time
In a formal address.

Once an hour, this guard,
Called a “night watch” will yell
Just as soon as...

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The cresting sea set beneath the glowing moon
Gave way to many who set there to swoon
Reflective waters warm up this June
The night is set for love

The grainy sand is the bed on which they will lie
Their blanket remains the moon adorned sky
The surf is the...

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The wandering moon
                                  Waxes, wanes, illuminates
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Five little furry feathered swans
Paddle on the lake in a curved line
Out along a rugged rocky island
Following shadows of a black pen
Danger will come with fading light
So mother guides her team home
Knowing that preying eyes watch
As stillness spreads, she feels alone...

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K-eep your eyes aglow, 
G-azing at the twinkling stars, 
E-ven at the moon. 


Form: Acrostic Haiku...

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