A Collection of Nocturnal Poems
"On your door I have written 'Good Night'
so that when you wake up, you will know
I was thinking of you."
-Franz Schubert
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A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP
There is great peace
in slumber
when all the world's
in sham
and escape has closed
the eye.
There is burden
in sleep
when all the world's
just right
and joy is stirring
tonight.
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MOONLIGHT
Shadows cast
make an impression
of the world
above.
Moonlight beams
through the aggression
of the heart
unhappy.
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WHY THE MOON IS SAD
Adored by many a poet
is the uncanny beauty
of the night's sun.
Despised by many a weakling
is the deadly scare
of the distant mares.
Saddened by many a loner
is the lunar legend
of the solitary moon.
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DARK DEAD SKIES
Dark, dead skies -
redundant truth -
I look up to see
and nothing is there.
Would there still be you?
Would there still be me?
Dark, dead skies
answer me not.
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THROUGH THE NIGHT
Under the dark skies
he wonders
where He is
and if He knows
how he feels
through the night.
Over the deep sighs
He wanders
where He is
and thinks he knows
how to get
through the night.
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HE IS
He sleeps,
he is too weary.
He says
'he is safe with me'.
He stirs,
he is uneasy.
He shrieks,
he is scared of it.
He sins,
he is unworthy.
He sees,
he is to sleep again.
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NIGHTMARE, DONE
Gasping for air
he wakes;
Sweating, screaming,
loud!
Forever chased
by black mares;
Caught, devoured,
crisp!
Sleep yet again, and rest
you dreamy hare;
Coming, chased,
again!
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SOJOURN INTO STYX
Sojourn into Styx
where you once slept.
Not that dark, is it?
Or am I just sophomoric?
You are a son of this Sea
so scamper not;
You shall serve
as its symbol.
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HE CAME
Even the moon wasn't up
when he came for me.
In the dead of the night
we flew into the dark.
Taking me where God sleeps
where only we witness
the joy of deep slumber.
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SLEEPER
Hush now, he sleeps.
His lids have failed,
his grey has paused.
His words silenced,
His love unsaid.
But he wakes -
eyes sparkling yet again.
His heart has spoken.
His love lives on.
"On your door I have written 'Good Night'
so that when you wake up, you will know
I was thinking of you."
-Franz Schubert
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A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP
There is great peace
in slumber
when all the world's
in sham
and escape has closed
the eye.
There is burden
in sleep
when all the world's
just right
and joy is stirring
tonight.
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MOONLIGHT
Shadows cast
make an impression
of the world
above.
Moonlight beams
through the aggression
of the heart
unhappy.
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WHY THE MOON IS SAD
Adored by many a poet
is the uncanny beauty
of the night's sun.
Despised by many a weakling
is the deadly scare
of the distant mares.
Saddened by many a loner
is the lunar legend
of the solitary moon.
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DARK DEAD SKIES
Dark, dead skies -
redundant truth -
I look up to see
and nothing is there.
Would there still be you?
Would there still be me?
Dark, dead skies
answer me not.
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THROUGH THE NIGHT
Under the dark skies
he wonders
where He is
and if He knows
how he feels
through the night.
Over the deep sighs
He wanders
where He is
and thinks he knows
how to get
through the night.
----------------------------------------------------
HE IS
He sleeps,
he is too weary.
He says
'he is safe with me'.
He stirs,
he is uneasy.
He shrieks,
he is scared of it.
He sins,
he is unworthy.
He sees,
he is to sleep again.
-----------------------------------------------------
NIGHTMARE, DONE
Gasping for air
he wakes;
Sweating, screaming,
loud!
Forever chased
by black mares;
Caught, devoured,
crisp!
Sleep yet again, and rest
you dreamy hare;
Coming, chased,
again!
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SOJOURN INTO STYX
Sojourn into Styx
where you once slept.
Not that dark, is it?
Or am I just sophomoric?
You are a son of this Sea
so scamper not;
You shall serve
as its symbol.
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HE CAME
Even the moon wasn't up
when he came for me.
In the dead of the night
we flew into the dark.
Taking me where God sleeps
where only we witness
the joy of deep slumber.
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SLEEPER
Hush now, he sleeps.
His lids have failed,
his grey has paused.
His words silenced,
His love unsaid.
But he wakes -
eyes sparkling yet again.
His heart has spoken.
His love lives on.
Author notes
These poems were written separately over a period of four months.
Written May 3rd, 2005
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heartwarming and creepy. combinations i love dearly. my favourites would have to be Soujourn in styx and Why the moon is sad. both with very powerful descriptions that shall grip you 'till the morn. i love the overall theme. and i don't know what else to write but the commonly used, "great job".
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Brilliant collection!
WOW!... First of all I would like to say I am in awe of your talent. I have read this collection several times. Sorry, I have never left a comment, but I've walked away (shaking my head) completely speechless. When I first read your beautiful poems, I felt as many others have said... I wish you had posted each one individually, but by the time I had read them for the second or third time, I had change my mind. I felt like I had taken a walk through someone life in their dreams. Beautiful collection as is. I would almost be unable to pick out a favorite. But If I had to (you probably already know which one I'm going to say) it would be ..."NIGHTMARE, DONE"
A very enjoyable read. Brilliant collection!
Razzberry
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I like the collection your very talented
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very good set of poems
i agree with mary cat on
moonlight
this poem reminds me of a different place and time
when i was young
but i wont bore you with that
i liked them all
my daughter writes alot about the moon
i will have to have her read these
really they are very good
southpaw -
this is quite an amazing collection of pieces, well crafted fragments of deep moments interupted by seconds of an awakening's fragile voice ..... being one who sleeps little and thinks to much, i found a lot to ponder within these words ..... very nicely done, much enjoyed and thank you for sharing these ..... "cheers"
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Bit too highbrow for me old lad.
Sorry.
Robin. -
very good!
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great
this is brilliant
but I can see them each as great poems, you should have posted them individually -
good stuff
It would seem better to post these poems singularly, so as to allow us the focus to examine each without distraction. The intent of each poem seems of a theme, but different. The voice is the combining , unifing thread. -
A weird and eerie piece
was this supposed to Nightmare, Done ? it is my favorite -
excellent
These poems are great! They're all really different, but the same as well if that makes sense....
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good stuff
this was a very meaningful collection but not my style great work. congrats!! -
excellent!
Wow,this is going to take some time
.It's a beautiful collection and every poem deserves a separate comment.They're all great,but my favorite one is Sleeper,it's surrounded by magic
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"But he wakes -
eyes sparkling yet again.
His heart has spoken.
His love lives on."
Great,great lines.All this poems seem to be an ode for the "Night Wanderer",the eternal insomniac
.I also liked very much this poem: NIGHMARE, DONE(but wasn't it nightmare instead of nighmare?).Excellent collection Dave,hope to see more of your work
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MOONLIGHT
Shadows cast
make an impression
of the world
above.
Moonlight beams
through the aggression
of the heart
unhappy.
I like the idea of this collection. This is, in my opinion, your strongest poem.
Mary -
the night holds different meanings for different people at different periods in their lives.these poems captured most of those feelings.peace,fear,inspiration,death etc.good write.
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*wonderful!* truly, it seems contrasting. these poems are ought to be an insomniac's thoughts. but ironically it talks about sleep.
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cool
This is one hell of a collection! You ought to publish them here one by one...they're great! They deserve an applause each! You captured insomnia in those poems. I love them!
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