At Night is a night poem, a reflection on and celebration of the night’s silence, darkness, and an appreciation of starry skies.
Firefly or Filth – Night Poem
At night,
I prowl the streets naked, and I know I should be in bed
tucked up relinquishing the day but instead,
I swank my limbs along filthy pavements unfit
to eat my skin or scavenge my song so sad yet sweet
like the cotton candy we bought and sucked on the rollercoaster
the same day I trapped a ladybird with seven immaculate spots or perhaps six, it doesn’t matter really, ‘cause they were perfect
like a Sunday morning lie-in reading a cheesy romance novel and staining Egyptian cotton sheets with strawberry jam and the Lavazza coffee you brewed me after sleeping beside me for twelve hours intermittently,
not like this night and that
when streetlights suck me in and out and dry and I know I’m about to get spat out across the sky like a firefly on a good night or
like crumbs trapped between your two front teeth on starless skies
I can never tell until it’s too late
‘cause I can’t see the sky for the stars or the stars for the sky,
at night.
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Wow very intersting poem very greatfull
Wow! You are very talented. This is a great way to describe those dead of the night feelings.
That’s a beautiful poem.. during some of my treks I have slept in the jungle with fireflies around me.. at that point, to me, those fireflies resembled the stars in the sky!
That is very powerful
What a beautiful poem. I love the play of emotions and I don’t know what you meant here but for me I feel as though you are wandering aimlessly in the darkness of night because in bed, in the silence, you will fantasize about this man you used to have.
I can feel the pain, especially when uou said you’re ready to be spat out.
Nicely written.
I like how you have combined the words in this poem, the ones that describe undesirable things with the ones that describe beauty. Very interesting way of creating the atmosphere of the poem.
Thanks, Joanna!
Beautiful work. I love poems about night time. This one really resonated with me and your use of imagery was wonderful.
Nights are beautiful especially when the sky is star-splashed. Yet again, nights for me signify a time of rest and calmness, when I get to lay in peace.
Beautiful poem! Really enjoyed the metaphors. I have just started to do poetry; it’s all very personal but enjoyable to share. Thanks for sharing!
I can’t remember the last time I wrote my own but I find yours to be beautifully written. Keep it up!
Thanks, Polly. Yes, just pick up a pen and paper and away you go!
Nice poem! if you wrote it, you’re very talented. I can envision exactly in my head.
I did. So glad you can picture the scene! Thank you!
I’m a huge fan of poetry and I love poetry so deep and meaningful I’m expecting more post from you 🙂
Thank you for your kind words!
very visual. very descriptive. I struggle with being this creative with poetry. nicely done.