The sky is black as if it were night.But our Scotty[1] says do not fear,Fires and climate are not linked.Yet when orange light roarsAnd…
I want to dance to the song ‘Moonglow’,Swaying in twos around we’ll go, Bright, your…
Nonet the Night
A poem
Nighttime is not the absence of light;It is its own being, definedby itself — not what it lacksThe night…
*A Nonet — a poem of nine lines with a descending number of syllables in each line from nine . . .
Beautiful is she that graces us.The perfect shade of midnight blue.The stars bask in her beauty.The moon bows to her name…
Resolved stillness only death can matchSentinel of dark savage nightsJust before light bears the dawnShe stands in solitudeA…
Night creeps up on me; velvet, quiet.I crawl under its cover dark,Read my future by starlight,Join the dots, plot my arc.Silhouettes whisper…