They owned the night
She was a dancer; for his eyes only
He was a poet; with her inspiration
They entered the night, lost in a song
Finding rhapsody in their own footsteps
.
Hand in hand, outside the all night cinema
Merging with the crowd of indifferent eyes;
Bustling, never knowing, the sight of rubies
Or the shine of diamonds they carried inside
.
Under incandescent lights yellow and dim
They moved together like a regal aberration
Cars parked along the road, Second hand
Bookstores shielding their alleyway lovers
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But they own the night; the music and laughter;
Aromas of roasting fish and sweet boiling corn
While the music-man cries out a Spanish love song;
His passionate glances cause her a troubling blush
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Comments
Hey Chris!! I felt like I was there on a romantic date with this couple ;) fabulous imagery!!
Val ♥️
thanks Val, I challenged myself to write about the five senses, and I believe I got them all; that is a very good topic bye the way, your comment is greatly appreciated my friend
Hey sister, appreciate your kind words, I was in this city called Edmonton last year and was thinking about some of the cool places on my favorite street down there, yeah the phrase 'we own the night' was rattling around in my head...saw the whole thing and just wrote it down, l love when that happens, I can just sit back and enjoy...lots of fun to right a poem like this...and coming from far and away the best story teller on this site, I value your comment and opinion about me being a good story teller; I'm here to learn how to write better poetry first and foremost Cherie, your comments are like gold medallions to me, and I thank you for that....cheers and have a good evening
lol thanks, and you don't need no 'stinking luck' there's a legend theme? Wow, I didn't know that. Looking forward to checking out your write tomorrow....cheers
Barry me mate, thank you for your kindness, for once I actually enjoyed writing a poem, without editing it to death, glad you like cheers
Flower thank you for your sweet words of encouragement, and yes I think I have an idea of who your 'perfect couple' is :D....hey at you and 'Sweet Peaches service in any little way I can be....Flower you're the best thanks for your words....past my bedtime, nite nite
Very cool write Chris! I can actually picture the street (and think I actually know which one it is....whyte ave?)...no crazy birds on that street, just crazy people ;)
That's right, Whyte avenue, I could not for the life of me remember the name of that darn street....no crazy magpies, great noodle house, Mexican restaurant, excellent Irish Pub and lots of second hand book stores, that may be my favorite street....ttyl, thanks for encouragement...keep the faith
Chris......Chris............Chris..............!!!! This is so much fun, I LOVE IT!!! Can I join them? The roasting fish and corn, the spanish singer, and never forget the rubies and diamonds, a girls best friend. You got me with this one. SUPER GREAT!!!!!!!!!!! They may have owned the night, but you own this poem.
Nancy
Thanks Nancy, you made my day :D