“Poem of the Night”

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Poem of the Night

 

The streets are gleaming tonight

as if a million stars were brought to earth,

flattened into urban mirrors

under lamp posts reflecting

an empty nothingness.

 

It is a dull mid-winter night,

straining towards spring

with all intention of leaching

the dying season’s

last insult, unleashing it

upon mankind’s discomfort

one more time.

 

“A foggy day in London town”

Is what I think when I look down

This cotton-wool streetscape,

But that has tune and purpose,

And this muted stillness has none.

 

The rain left a muffling fog,

Mercifully erasing stark bones

of tree limbs reaching to the sky

Black beggars on seasonal parade.

 

Yet,

there is a strange beauty to the night,

Transforming what was common,

Dissolving borders, barriers, dimensions,

Making a mirage, an alien oasis.

 

Heavy mists swirl around the ground,

Lift past the unfocused light

combine with the creeping gloom

And turn a hand to pale mystery.

 

Jane Kohut-Bartels

Copyrighted, 2016

 

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28 Responses to ““Poem of the Night””

  1. devereaux frazier Says:

    Beautiful. Loving the imagery.

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  2. ladynyo Says:

    Thank you for reading and your comment, Devereaux.

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  3. devereaux frazier Says:

    You’re welcome! 🙂

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  4. kim881 Says:

    Yes, there is a strange beauty to the night, Jane , and you’ve conveyed it in your poem!

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  5. ladynyo Says:

    Thank you, Kim. Night time is a place for mystery.

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  6. Brian Says:

    A very soothing lullaby.

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  7. ladynyo Says:

    Thank you Brian. I never thought about that but perhaps it is. I think it’s probably in the rhythm?

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  8. Brian Says:

    Yes and no, I think of the ‘Night’ as a person singing softly as she dances across the sky sprinkling stardust in her wake.

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  9. whippetwisdom Says:

    I love the strange beauty to the night you give us here Jane :o)

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  10. Bodhirose Says:

    There’s something about night in a city that conjures up many different images…well done, Jane!

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  11. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) Says:

    I really love how you brought the poetry to empty streets… to me this is like watching an old black and white movie… the way you can only portray light when set against the black…

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  12. ladynyo Says:

    Thank you Bjorn. Under these conditions, this empty street was full of mystery. The trees here are huge.

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  13. ladynyo Says:

    Thanks! The night gives play to so much mystery. In any city, but with trees even more so.

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  14. ladynyo Says:

    Where I was sitting, Xenia….the fog was swirling around the bottom of the trees and they were lost on top. It was rather magical.

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  15. ladynyo Says:

    LOL! Then you would like the Goddess Nut!

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  16. whippetwisdom Says:

    Beautiful!☺ Have a wonderful weekend and much love to you 💖

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  17. MarinaSofia Says:

    A very noir, November feel to this poem: I loved the way the darkness and fog dissolves boundaries, the tree limbs like beggars on parade.

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  18. ladynyo Says:

    Oh! I like noir~ Thank you for reading and your lovely comment. I’ll be over tomorrow when I can see to read.

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  19. ladynyo Says:

    Thank you! And Blessings back to you!

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  20. Grace Says:

    An alien oasis – a lovely painting of the night Jane ~ Thanks for joining us ~

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  21. Mish Says:

    I adore the flattened stars…an amazing visual.
    You have given the night an element of peace on earth. Love that.

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  22. whippetwisdom Says:

    Thank you 💖

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  23. mother wintermoon Says:

    Deliciously dark, mysterious, and spiritually inviting. I felt this in my bones, as if were one with the fog, the trees and the night.

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  24. ladynyo Says:

    what a lovely comment! Thank you, Mother Wintermoon….for reading and your insightful comment. Hugs!

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  25. phoartetry Says:

    Love the poem Jane. I must say, I admire fog. It’s a force of mystery and magic. As it fades into itself, some things are obscured, and others are revealed, bringing forth one’s imagination. Yes?

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  26. ladynyo Says:

    Yes! Connie…we could do with something like fog right now. 6 weeks without any rain….terrible drought here. Hope you are doing better in that department!

    Hugs!

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  27. Sean Michael Says:

    Good imagery!

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  28. ladynyo Says:

    Thank you, Sean Michael…for reading and your comment!

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