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Night Prose Poems

These Night Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Night. These are the best examples of Prose Night poems written by international poets.

mr flim flam
Hey son of an evil witch
I got a hitch A big gun of a sitch' 
I saw you kissing Karla  
Under the umbrella of...

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Categories: prose, humor,



      - Junior piece...

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Categories: prose, father son, funny, humorous,

Night creeper
Thou dost creep within the night;
Damp ground and air to aid thy flight.
The darkness keepeth thee from sight,
While on my lettuce thou dost bite
And drape...

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© Anna Nixon  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: prose, 12th grade, death, deep,

This Poem
I hope this poem finds you well and in good spirit. You are in my heart tonight as I write, thinking of you. I hope...

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Categories: how i feel, love,

Premium Member A Remembrance of the Doors in 72

The year was ‘72; Morrison had died,
yet I felt little sorrow, for when he was in his prime,
I was a pre-teen junkie for bubble-gum rock

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Categories: song,

Sameness I can avoid

I know what your skin smells like in the morning

And I can avoid that

I know how your eyes look when you get...

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Categories: prose, break up, love,

And I Lost Her
Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Sitting alone,On a bench that's made for two,
Only one side is...

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Categories: prose, addiction, how i feel,

Snow and Paintings
Snow and Paintings              

The snow began to fall
late yesterday afternoon
first the big...

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Categories: prose, ocean, water,

Hen gave birth to
four ducklings, out of
four eggs. All
Four came out
little ducklings ...
Four beautiful ducklings...
a fifth
I was already on the grass ...
Four normal ducks,

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Categories: prose, allusion, children, fantasy,

the wager
the wager for the one full of swagger
might contain an element of danger
maybe an all night rager
all his love sits in the hangar

so start a...

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Categories: prose, crush,


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Categories: prose, absence, anxiety,

A car rolls into a soundless night,
It's light sends a bursting view of overhanging growth,
In a microcosm succession of descending seconds,
Pruned for a snapshot temporal...

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Categories: prose, analogy, creation, earth, future,

On Dreams and Imagination
Something I've long been curious about is the great disparity between our 'waking lives' and the lives we lead whilst dreaming. We all dream--that is...

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Categories: allusion, appreciation, creation, dream,

your name
your name 
could you even tell me your name
has it always been the same
by any other?
all I sense are thorns

tell me I am mistaken
that you...

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Categories: prose, break up,

biological love
since the birth of love-
love learns to fly
through the dark of night
body to body, 
veins to veins,
under the broken moonlit, 
crossing the owl sight, 

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Categories: prose, blue, love,

A Willowy wisp
A Willowy wisp of nights dark scent
My Rose colored glasses have loss their tint
Love came and I wish I could say has went
But loves not...

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Categories: beautiful, blessing, deep, devotion,

Since the beginning,
I've been beating here,
telling Papa, "Boys can cook, too..."
In flames, sometimes...
Downright heart broken some nights...
The moonlight...
So many smiling faces after heartbreaks...
Letting go sometimes...

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Categories: prose, feelings, grief, heartbreak, heartbroken,

Two Dog Night
Two dog night

A stillness had crept in under a cloak 
of finely sculptured snowflakes, descending 
quietly from an oppressively heavy sky. 
It blanketed deserted streets

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© Fred Clark  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: prose, destiny,

A Flashback of the Day
After coming back from church last night, wishing everyone a Happy Easter, my sister's only wish was to watch The Greatest Showman. So, my mother...

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Categories: prose, conflict,

Premium Member On A Fingernail Moonlight Drive

The fingernail moon laid back 
in its cosmic lounge
teasing the frigid night.

Silent roadside fields
covered in residue snowflakes,
glittered under the reflector’s reflections.

Feeble light sent serene warmth—

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Categories: prose, 8th grade, beauty, cool,