Posts Tagged ‘night’

My candles breathed their last,
I decided to take a walk with the full moon,
A dark shape crossed my path,
An unnerving smirk upon its countenance,
Disconcerting yet darkly welcoming,
Fangs glistening like daggers in the moonlight.

A mad grin,
An infectious grin,
Piercing eyes,
Unblinking eyes,
An obfuscated form,
Even more obscure intentions.

He greeted me warmly,
Every sentence punctuated with a giggle,
He explained his way of life,
To laugh was to live,
All else was misery he said,
Life and death were simply gags.

His laughter spoke to me,
Like friendly advice I could not ignore,
Each cackle was a poem,
Every chuckle a sonnet,
Each chortle was a well-formed argument,
It told me of things wonderful and unseen.

His laughter seduced me,
It revitalized me like a shot of adrenaline,
Like a lifestyle I’d shamefully missed
His guffawing opened a gateway,
An expression of joy in three syllables,
Ha. Ha. Ha.

I almost joined him in his nocturnal comedy,
But then I saw the corpse crumpled behind him,
A bloody beam carved across her face.

His grin vanished…

LaughMan

Oh stranger I see in the night,
What drives you?
I see you from my window,
You’re draped in black,
And you wander the streets as if lost.

Are you lost or perhaps searching?
Are you afraid of sleep?
Are you going to heaven or hell?
Are you a scourge or a saint?
Are you even human?

What compels you?
Are you a thrall to the moon?
The night?
Are you a villain of the city?
The dark?

What possesses you?
What fuels you?
I think I must know,
So I open the door into the black,
Now I’m a stranger in the night too.

Stranger

Sleep escapes me,
I claw at its heels numbly,
At last I give up,
Time for a walk,
Or is that sleepwalk?
The kaleidoscopic sky beckons.

I’m drinking in the night sky,
As if it were cultured wine,
Taking in its sights and flavours,
Regal and exotic,
Lavish and unexpected,
It is my celestial Aperitif.

I’m taking in all of its lights and colours,
Streaks of energetic and prismatic lights,
Impish stars peeking from behind clouds,
Playing eternal hide-and-seek with stargazers,
Distant foreboding light pollution,
Like a firestorm just out of touch.

I can’t help but shiver,
Shiver at the enormity of it all,
As the moon grins,
And the soothing breeze nips at my flanks,
I see how minute I am,
How infantile mankind must look to the galaxy.

Only the night sky reveals this cruel fact,
And displays it to us in the night,
Until the sun rises once more,
And hell begins anew.

Nightsky