Tag Archives: night

Borealis

November 23, 2019beauty, nature, poem, PoetryBorealis, night, northern lights, Norway, poem, poetry, sky, starsThe Cheesesellers Wife

Vibrant green swoops
thread across arching dark
curtain across stars.
Hissing over snow glazed land
Aurora, herald of the sun
our lady of the night

Reaching

November 9, 2019Life, poem, Poetrydawn, fear, night, nightmares, poem, poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

Reaching out into light from nightmare
a promise of hope
skitters against the closed window

It seems as if night has eaten my bones
I lie listless, captive
time moves sideways into morning

Daylight thickens, enters my lungs
animates and quickens

Another new day……

Missing owl

September 8, 2019Life, poem, Poetry, Wild lifeEnvironmental, nature, night, Owl, poem, poetry, Wild birds, wildlifeThe Cheesesellers Wife

Woken by moonlight
Shafting through my curtains
I stand at the window
Breathe night air
Listen for the owl
That used to hunt
Along this street

Driving Home

February 6, 2019poem, Poetrydriving, home, night, poem, poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

The road is bejewelled with the lights of traffic
Red ribbon, white ribbon, snaking over the hills
Dark fields lie beside us as we wend our way
The villages we bypass shine stray lights to our eyes
I turn off the radio and drive in silence
Motoring into the dark, climbing and swooping
As the moon illuminates us all
I slide off at my junction taking the tight French style curve
And home beckons

Reblogged from 2015

Poem: Drenched

January 19, 2019astronomy, beauty, cosmology, poem, Poetryastronomy, night, poem, poetry, starsThe Cheesesellers Wife

I am drenched in stars
spangled with worlds
in nebula spattered night
until bone cold moon
rises high
glints with laughter
sends me scattering
to the safety of shadows
and the long wait for
another dusk.

Listening

May 12, 2018art, Life, poem, Poetry, Wild lifebirdsong, Friends, night, nightingale, Painting, poem, poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

Walking back from your house,
Orion calling to me over mine,
the glow at the next street light
burst into fluid noise, birdsong at midnight
rippling through our suburb
with no one but me to hear.
I should have gone back and got you,
taken you to hear.
But I’m still uncertain of your reaction,
pragmatic as you are,
and you need to get your students marking done.

The bird was calling out unheard
or heard only by me.
Just as you call and are unheard.
The idiot man who left you,
the sisters who think you should be
over it by now,
and only me, each Wednesday night
to listen to you as we paint.

Stars like Water

March 29, 2018astronomy, beauty, poem, Poetryastronomy, beauty, Milky Way, night, poem, poetry, sky, starsThe Cheesesellers Wife

Stars poured over sky
like water over stones
arcing through banks of vast dark.
An owl calls softly
so as to not break
the spell of night.

Give me the night

January 27, 2018cosmology, philosophy, poem, Poetrycosmology, Life, night, philosophyThe Cheesesellers Wife

Give me the night, for darkness is where creation happens.
That same night where fears emerge
in which the future cannot be seen
is also where love is made
where magic happens
where we are renewed.

Let there be light, but no, not yet.
Darkness enfolds, cherishes.
Dark matter and energy make up most of the universe
without them none of this would exist.
We were animated and brought into existence
by and in the dark.

Let us now go to the dark places for answers.

Moorland night

December 30, 2017astronomy, beauty, exmoor, poem, Poetry, winterEngland, exmoor, Life, night, poem, poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

Stars pooled like milk at zenith
Coloured lights tracking across
Blinking

Deep night swallows all light
Here on the Moor

Ghosts in the Night

September 2, 2017Ghosts, Life, love, poem, PoetryGhosts, Life, Marriage, night, poem, poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

Duvet deep, traitor mind fishing worries
What if, why, random fears and wretchedness
Ghosts of the day parade
Surf past on a sickening tide, clasp at my heart
Until your warm arms exorcise