Poem -

~ I AM NIGHT ~

~ I AM NIGHT ~

It is in the subtlety,
Those margins
In my heavy soul,
Where I sometimes find
That I,
Am night....

I am a string of pearls
Swaying
On a dark dancer,
Sweating
In the night sky,
Spinning slowly
Into celestial recesses
And wrapping myself around
All things,
I,
Am night....

With a mutating appetite for light
I am night,
Deep, in a black hole of emptiness
I am night,
Like a drunken, broken, man
I am night,
I brood in the light
And smile in the darkness,
I am the veil,
I am night...

I am the sickness unexpected
The will, redirected
The floundering drowner,
The lamplight gone dark
I am night,
I am the only way home,
Eyes closed, and all alone
I,
Am night....

I am the raven come calling,
The dead bird
In the hallway
The ambiguous regret
The forgotten sunset
I am night,
I am the tears never cried,
Pure love petrified,
I,
Am night....

I am a funeral procession
The pallid pallbearers
That come marching,
At sunset,
I am that coldness
That slides in on death,
That gasp for breath,
I am,
Night....

Tony Taylor
* still working out the kinks
Feb. 2024

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sparrowsong

Hello Tony...

Another one I had to read twice...

You're real good my friend...

I hope you're well...

I'm sure you're fame busy being a Superstar and all...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Best wishes and blessings...

Feathers

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Mark Olcott

Β Love the concept, Very beautiful. when you complete its final rending, it will be epic

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John Prophet

Sophistication personified. πŸ‘πŸΌ

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Linda Lank

HI TONY A VERY VIVID DESCRIPTION OF NIGHT COOL LINDAΒ 

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Kristin Gudbjar...

gosh lovely poem , I really enjoyed it . keep up the good work.
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