Nights Poems
In the Age of Blooms
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Love is the golden star in the day and night sky,
Marking lush seasons, as halcyon years go by,
Love shines all the days, and also all the nights,
In an age of sweet flowers, and purple twilights.
Twinkle twinkle moonlit, radiant love is in bloom;
And under vaulted skies, milky stars are strewn.
Warmly beams noon, then hued florescent dark,
And in amber afternoons, lovers in verdant parks.
Creeping
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
The shadows were creeping like golden summer,
Upon arising covertly, from crimson dawn mists,
And they shrank at noon to a realm just under,
Then idly resumed, their daring sunshine risks,
'Til plum twilight, and a kingdom they'd missed!
Fallow Moonlight
by Patti Masterman
Fallow moonlight, under trees
Darkling sun the animals see
Gloom-grey ruins, the fled day glows:
Nothing's bright where nothing grows.
Fallow moonlight, what comes forth
In the darkness' questioned worth?
Shapes around, not fit for day,
Nightmares bound: just let them be.
Night Attack
by Maitrayan Bera
Nights have passed,
I still stay awake.
As life is true,
So it is fake.
Dark thoughts linger,
Thoughts that never end.
Thoughts that make you miserable,
Without even a word or a comment.
......
Fallow Moonlight
by Patti Masterman
Fallow moonlight, under trees
Darkling sun the animals see
Gloom-grey ruins, the fled day glows:
Nothing's bright where nothing grows.
Fallow moonlight, what comes forth
In the darkness' questioned worth?
Shapes around, not fit for day,
Nightmares bound: just let them be.
In the Age of Blooms
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Love is the golden star in the day and night sky,
Marking lush seasons, as halcyon years go by,
Love shines all the days, and also all the nights,
In an age of sweet flowers, and purple twilights.
Twinkle twinkle moonlit, radiant love is in bloom;
And under vaulted skies, milky stars are strewn.
Warmly beams noon, then hued florescent dark,
And in amber afternoons, lovers in verdant parks.
Creeping
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
The shadows were creeping like golden summer,
Upon arising covertly, from crimson dawn mists,
And they shrank at noon to a realm just under,
Then idly resumed, their daring sunshine risks,
'Til plum twilight, and a kingdom they'd missed!
Night Attack
by Maitrayan Bera
Nights have passed,
I still stay awake.
As life is true,
So it is fake.
Dark thoughts linger,
Thoughts that never end.
Thoughts that make you miserable,
Without even a word or a comment.
......
