Dark Night Poems

At night, in space
Light shows in Europe, West and East
The rest are dark-base....

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Life with it's ups and down's
I love you day and night
Family and friends make
Every moment extra special...

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A miracle of hope rushes through my soul holding on to the courage inside me and propels me to an unknown destiny; the moon with...

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Glistening lights in the valley and on yonder hills.
Starry night reflected on the ground but with electric bills!

Still quiet as the motorway’s to and fro...

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It was a warm balmy night very peaceful
the woods slept soundly the moon shone 
In the quiet stepped out a unicorn flowing
silver mane it paused...

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Poetry is a drug, mixed in the alchemy of the night,
An elixir of never-ending dreams, the bitter drink of wandering souls,
Poured into the empty goblets...

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In the depths of my soul,
Expelling through the cold,
I crave tonight an emo love.

To stare into the abyss in your eyes,
To torture you till you...

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these carnal desires will see me expire 
inseperately stained from this foul game 
of avoiding the smallest pricks of pain, 
growing rage for making me...

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asleep in a bloom
on the lake of pearl moonbeams
water lily dreams

green frog in black night
drifting in rock-a-bye dark
where stars make their mark

moonlight tiptoes soft
on cool...

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I worry that my coat will murder me.
Hanging on Banister’s Edge it’s a man lurking, dark.

I’ve seen rows of killers shadowed and waiting,
hidden in the...

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Night Labor
by Michael R. Burch

for Rachel Corrie

Tonight we keep the flame alive;
we keep the candle lit.
We burn bright incense in your name
and swear we’ll not...

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The rhythms of the night
Sounds of a dark symphony
A mysterious cacophony
Sends chill up and down the spine
Shadows chase the light of a full moon
Across meadow...

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I'm not one to bale
While there's a chink of light 
I'm not going to fail 
In the dark of this night 

I'm not looking to...

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I felt the weight on the covers press down
            under nothing but darkness
 ...

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who then rings
thy solitary bell
whose voice cuts through
the mist

and lowly darkness
winter’s eve
there far off 
screaming fox

when unseen eyes
then look upon
from trees that hide
in cloak

and footsteps
cast...

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