Long Nighttime Poems
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My entire concept of time,
changed the moment you entered my life!
It didn't take long,
to know I'd ask you to be my wife.
I noticed time changed,
when with or without you.
How could an hour
feel endless, nightmare!
And yet eternity, suffice,
my nighttime prayer.
I only feel whole,
in the time we share.
My entire concept of time,
changed the moment you entered my life!
Seconds feel like hours,
minutes become days.
Crippling, each tick,
the clock makes when you're away.
Fleeting, together weeks hurriedly pass,
sinking, time quicksand, life’s hourglass.
Less than forever together,
never enough time there.
How could an hour
feel endless, nightmare!
And yet eternity, suffice,
my nighttime prayer.
I only feel whole,
in the time we share.
I woke up this morning
wondering where I was last night
when this morning,
a glint in my mind,
before wandering where I last got home
here from wondering how last night
again
Hoping
without probable gumption
maybe if I figured transport out
and in
I might have a clue about why
I woke up yesterday morning
wondering where I would end up last night
And just before last night's end
when this morning couldn't yet answer
any endtime circling questions
I wondered how I imagined arriving
at this tomorrow
differently
with my same regenerative
intent
To approach win/win
light play
by avoiding win/lose
AnthroSupremacist heavy work
Before becoming fully present
to yesterday's disempowering promise
once curiously engaging
resiliently cooperative more
Sacred listening nighttime deeper
to multicultural trauma-prevention
daylight wider
long-term co-impassioned
co-invested ego resilience
following my most resonant
win/win sacred
ecosystemic
co-empathic advice
Re-entering Tao of brilliant towers
nonviolently valley communicating
inside/outside showers
downstream/upstream
flowing
redistributing timeless balance
Of morning medication rounds
perilously in-between lose/lose
nightmare traumatic despair
and win/win meditative delight
daytime therapeutic repair
Wondering where I was last night
before this morning's mind-glint
recollecting how last night ended
letting self-consciousness go
again.
While lying there ‘neath summer stars on blanket in the yard;
just you and I, the Moon and Mars, with Cygnus keeping guard.
I gaze into your eyes of green reflecting in the night
our destiny was not foreseen, this love of ours so right.
Your alabaster skin so fresh with honeysuckle scent;
the southern breeze caresses flesh as darkness gives consent.
Our tangled torsos in the dark, beneath the midnight sky,
and whispered nothings giving spark that leads to moans and sigh.
Your breath so soft upon my cheek, your touch upon my face;
makes certain my desires to seek, my heart begins to race.
With soft full breast pressed to my chest, the nighttime comes alive,
and in the dark desires expressed, our passions start to thrive.
Within our souls the fires awake, and seeking carnal thrill;
our hearts eclipse and bodies quake, as all of time stands still.
And in the afterglow of love, we lay there tired and spent;
while gazing at the sky above, we ponder love’s assent.
This summer sizzle that is ours and never to be barred
while lying there ‘neath summer stars on blanket in the yard.
The say twins think alike, but Cha and Chee
were poles apart
For all the kindness Cha spread
Her sisters cruelty matched
Cha painted sunflower balloons
Chee blood drenched moons
Cha looked for friends to meet
Chee alone just seethed.
Cha her sisters love was all she yearned
Chee always spurned
So Cha with guile
whispered stories of the killer king
enticing her sister in
with tales of ripped flesh and bone
Chee listened and showed no interest
but Cha knowing better
plan coming together
I know where Colossus is
Her sisters eyes met hers
Lets sneak out tonight
and i will prove i'm right
met with a grunt and shrug
As the house settled
in its whines and creak
Cha beckoned to her near sleep sibling
daring to go on
A quick pulled pair of slippers
as the night turned around the pair
Turn and step
sister followed sister
Bending shadows
nighttime sounds its voice
Her sister starting to wain
We are nearly there
pointing at a misted cave
Slow she whispered
Hes in there
as in the darkness
breath moved the air
Chee not convinced
probably some bats she winced
Stand behind me Cha motioned
Chee watched as Colossus
Like pet pulled himself towards
Cha's sweetened voice
Chee without choice
nodded you were right
with all her might
pushed sister toward gleaming fangs light
a smile
just slight
inside me cranium
toady, an amphibious December 19th
twenty twenty one sinisterly drum
intonating forty five orbitz one bum
graduated as hard school of knocks alum.
Fiendish and gruesome phantasmagoric denizens
dwell deep inside subterranean vault
perform an evil dance
haunt psychic landscape
with imaginary (yet realistic)
gargoyle visitations cast macabre trance
nocturnal unconscious invaders
cavort and gallivant
disturb quiescent sleep
with devilish and sinister prance.
Apparitions crept stealthily
into peaceful slumber receptacle
repository whence illusory
landscape of dreams
take place to rejuvenate
exhausted body, mind and spirit triage
rent asunder blissful sleep with
a startled fright
cold sweat drenched
nighttime garments and bedding
teeth chattered uncontrollably
heart pounded loudly inside chest
nightmarish phantoms wrought
an awful ghoulish sight.
Mushroom cloud anniversary triggered
frenzied gargantuan hallucination
seventy six plus years ago today inauguration
into atomic age took place
one country after another sought
to acquire demonic and destruction devices
maintain self-preservation in
surreal atomic weapons race
impossible to escape the dark threat
looms and threatens life on Earth
one launched missile spells extermination
9.
across entire global space.
No escape from humankind military machines
munitions march mean madness
and guaranteed demise to all life
*****Sapiens violent history of bias,
intolerance and/or prejudice
characterizes vicious warfare
and chronic species strife
unaffordable legacy for future
(and perhaps alien) archeologists,
who will sift thru civilization debris
with delicate knife.
Artifacts buried in a heap
of pulverized and radioactive ash
civilization monuments
and hedonistic symbols
gone in a blinding brilliant flash
irksome flotsam and jetsam
spewed into outer space
alien nations light years distant
collect miniscule bits and pieces
offer object lesson as extinction for beings
that become excessively brash.
A few things you should know about the things I love
like the magic of watching asteroids above
the fact that I was born on Easter Day
the joy of buying a summertime bouquet
off-hours where I quietly sit at a café
talks about our Thousand Islands get-away
matinees at home or at the cinema
chunky fruit in a pitcher full of sangria
the caress of sunshine on my face
success when uncluttering my place
curls of waves unfurling on the sand
the perfect treasure found second hand
long walks along the riverbank
discussions had both deep and frank
bullseye shots that hit the mark
sugar kisses in the dark
a glass of wine to enhance dinner
games where there need not be a winner
coming first and acing all my tests
faeries who live deep in wild oak forests
biting into a big luscious peach
seaglass gathered on the beach
poppies and peonies growing in a garden
maple walnut ice cream begs your pardon
new york cheesecake that's real yummy
brownies that wind up in my tummy
incandescent hummingbirds in flight
nighttime bubblebaths by candlelight
the mystery of butterflies and dragonflies
perfume of lilacs assailing passerbys
glowing moon hanging low up in the sky
a delicious plateful that's exotic thai
a virtuoso playing the piano
the starry night painted by van gogh
hot french pressed coffee shared at dawn
the surge of nostalgia when I hear Elton John
carefree runs across wild meadows
telephone wires lined up with crows
aromas of basting turkey in the afternoon
hotdogs over campfire in the month of june
sunrise burning mist across the lake
wishes blowing candles off a birthday cake
strokes of vibrant greens in watercolour
luscious textiles that utterly feel like fur
christmas tree decorations hung
mango juice upon my tongue
a classy outfit that fits me like a glove
these are just a few of the very many things I love.
AP: 2nd place 2025
Well at long last I see God's light!
Shinning down upon me from a distance
And I can freely behold the Son of Man
Walking towards me with me holding a
A purest golden candlestick On His
Solid golden lamp-stand!
And the Son of Man is not hiding
His illuminating candle light under
A bushel But He is letting His
Golden candle light shining admits
The darkness of starlight sky! He is
Holding His golden candlestick high!
The Son of Man is letting his golden
Candlestick brightly illuminating the
Evening's sky for all of the cities,
Villages and Towns' people to see
His candlelight shines amongst
The darkness of His nighttime sky!
And The Son of Man is placing
Holy fire inside silver and golden
La-terns! And He is freely releasing
Them into His fully silvery moon's
Nighttime sky! Letting His lost
Children safely find their way home!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
May 03, 2021
Black Dark Shadows
Wondered if the nighttime sky is overcast by the silvery light of the Moon?
Wondered if a creature of the Dead can walk and talk in the bright Light of
the Sun?
Wondered if a human can actually convert his or her negative side of being
human into a werewolf or another evil creature of the Devil?
Wondered if a witch can cast a spell, Could it be removed by other
measures? If you want an answer to any of these questions, watch
Black Dark Shadows on your nearest You-Tube Channel.
There may be no known Ghosts, Goblins, or other creatures of the Devil as
you know, but evil exists; What form? Who may really know the answer!!
Watch Black Dark Shadows and find out on how you can refrain from being
tarnish by evil. Evil knows no substance, Evil has no relatives or friends;
Evil is out for number one, and the only number one. Black Dark Shadows
has Evil, and good. Watch Black Dark Shadows, and become more equipped
to handle the offensive attacks of Evil. An offensive attack is good as a
defensive attack. Black Dark Shadows!
Written By Poet
Anthony Taylor
Write me a pantoum carefully, poet
Constructed of a flowering design
As a quilt, colorful patches sew it
This pantoum other creations outshine
Constructed of a flowering design
French Bouquet that fancy garden array
Let this pantoum all other creations outshine
Capture Modernistic Flower bouquet
French Bouquet that fancy garden array
Written in rhyme a design sublime
Capture Modernistic Flower Bouquet
Colors bold against black midnight nighttime
Written in rhyme a design sublime
Floral Album speaks of multitude appeal
Colors bold against black midnight nighttime
Modernistic Flower antique quilt surreal
Floral Album speaks of multitude appeal
As a quilt, colorful patches sew it
Modernistic Flower antique quilt surreal
Write me a pantoum carefully, poet
This is about writing and about antique quilts..Comparison of writing to making a quilt..
solemn bay
falling teardrops like rain
from grey clouds of bane
thunder rolls across the soulless bay
lightning strikes a hearts shudder
down
down
down
sinks the pleasure tide
a place where
destressed waves toss and turn
against the up and down
the to and fro
chaos lurks
then shouts out to have its say
solemn bay
a place where
ships become shipwrecks
tighter
tighter
twists the sailors knots
till they become tattered and frayed
treasure sinks to a mighty depth
then
into the abyss drowns silver and gold
solemn bay
a place where
out of the gloom birds fly by
singing a cheerless nighttime song
where
a blackbird sings along
solemn bay
a place where
dreams of a warming sun
is a reality of cold and grey
and out of the hollow the hurricane blows
a frenzy chaos of confusion
coming up from the undertow