THE NIGHT’S EVIL PLIGHT

 

 

 

Cover me with your yellow light.

Hide me from the night’s evil plight.

Take me in your arms and shield me.

Come down to me on bended knee.

I need you tonight and forever more.

Hold me so tight until I’m hurt and sore. 

WALK INTO THE NIGHT

 

 

Walls surround me,

but I see past them.

Concrete blocks me,

but I tunnel through.

The stars sparkle.

The moon shines.

I raise my arm.

Walls disappear.

I walk into the night.

NIGHT

quietmoodygirlbenjoyment: Last night’s Supermoon.

 

The moon creeps 

through the maze of clouds,

a dark blanket

where stars sparkle and shine.

Time to welcome the dark shadows,

the nightwalkers,

the dreamers,

the ghosts of the past.

Welcome the night creatures

who are brave enough

to face the night.

For the night is here to stay.

WE WAIT FOR THE NIGHT

 

We wait for the night,

dry from the sun,

weak to our roots.

We yearn for moisture,

petals limp,

stems drooping. 

We wait for the night,

for the moonlight

to ease our pain.

We wait for the dew

to quench our thirst,

to replenish our souls.

We wait for the sun

to lift its fiery head

and begin its daily ritual.

We are ready

to face the new day

with arms lifted.