This Night Poems - Poems about This Night

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

As I sat one night and pondered And my mind for hours had wandered I thunk and I thunk Till all my thoughts stunk Looks like another night squandered ...Read the rest...

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 moves through the night. Silent feathers bank over the field below...Read the rest...

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 play with these machinations inside my brain, artificial aspirations alienate...Read the rest...

"I am a writer. Therefore. I am not sane." - Edgar Allan Poe We all go a little mad sometimes ... In the middle of the night, Our minds raving words and rhymes Hands compelled to...Read the rest...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Within the embrace of a moonlit night's canvas, the Whispers of Starlit Wonders reveal their solace. Glimmering stars and celestial lights commence, unveiling secrets from the universe immense. Through shimmering constellations and cosmic dust, the whispers tell stories of galaxies...Read the rest...

The wick aflame on dust whirls About the trying brilliance of the room— Eyes burned eyes on hidden places, firesome Throughout the glass rocked in wax— A kisses' shadow casts glow on the phantasm; For this christening's...Read the rest...

Vivdlly painted, I awoke to see, Vibrant colors, smiling down on me. ...Read the rest...

Feeling tired and walking slowly humming, I reach home to get a restful night; it's dawn, it's the gloomiest twilight in the smallest town cats are startled by me and start running! I could crash into the bed and...Read the rest...

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 petals of the pink shadows indistinct colors mourn for hours at the...Read the rest...

There is a moon stuck inside the stoplight A still unblinking gaze controlling blood tides Circulatory system like New York City in the seventies The thrashing of my tire fire heart led To the tribute of an overzealous blood...Read the rest...

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 forget— your innocence, your courage, your commitment—till bleak night surrenders to irrevocable dawn and...Read the rest...

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 and forest green No stranger to nocturnal life Where life plays it’s...Read the rest...

You can walk right into this image. Stand there near the typewriter if you like. Edward Hopper has allowed plenty of room. Although he has filled the space very well, As it is a small office, and her...Read the rest...

Although it's a well worn cliche, there is something soothing in the thought of lying in bed listening to rain. Last night I was front row in a symphony. An adagio of soft fall, murmurings on a metal...Read the rest...