Poems on the topic: night

Poems on the topic “night” on Poets.by.

InspiredGeorgia Douglas Johnson

Recompense

Roses after rain, Pleasure after pain, Happiness will soothe the sigh, Smiles await the tear-dimmed eye Bloom will follow blight, Daylight trails the night, Life is sweeter Love is deeper In the heart's twilight!
SadGeorgia Douglas Johnson

Foredoom

Her life was dwarfed, and wed to blight, Her very days were shades of night, Her every dream was born entombed. Her soul, a bud, — that never bloomed.
SadGeorgia Douglas Johnson

Where?

I called you through the silent night Across the brooding deep, I sought you in the shadowland From out the world — asleep; No answer echoed to my call, And now my way I thread About the lowly mounds that rise Among the silent dead. Though voiceless, you will hear my call, Your soul will heed my cry. Will rise, and mock the prison where Your bones recumbent lie.
SadGeorgia Douglas Johnson

Break, Break My Heart

Break, break my heart For love is done, The pale light trails the dying sun— And night awaits—no hope—no stars Darkness Hide my scars!
SadGeorgia Douglas Johnson

Finality

When love’s triumphant day is done, Go forward! leave me to the night Beneath the coldly staring stars, The waiting winter and its blight. For I would never hold the heart That mutely quivers to be free, Unfurl your restless wings—away! And leave the emptiness to me.
DreamyGeorge Marion McClellan

The Harvest Moon

The dark magnolia leaves and spreading fig With green luxuriant beauty all their own, Stirless, hang heavy-coated with the dew, Which swift and iridescent gleams shoot through As if a thousand brilliant diamonds shone. Afloat the lagoon, water-lilies white In sweets with muscadines perfume the night. A song bird restless chants a fleeting lay; Asleep on all the swamp and bayou lies A peaceful, blissful moonlight, mystic haze, A dreaminess o'er all the landscape plays. While lake and lagoon mirror all the skies. There is a glory doomed to pass too soon. That lies subdued beneath the harvest moon.
ContemplativeGenevieve Taggard

The Vast Hour

All essences of sweetness from the white Warm day go up in vapor, when the dark Comes down. Ascends the tune of meadow-lark, Ascends the noon-time smell of grass, when night Takes sunlight from the world, and gives it ease. Mysterious wings have brushed the air ; and light Float all the ghosts of sense and sound and sight ; The silent hive is echoing the bees. So stir my thoughts at this slow, solemn time. Now only is there certainty for me When all the day's distilled and understood. Now light meets darkness : now my tendrils climb In this vast hour, up the living tree, Where gloom foregathers, and the stern winds brood.
AnxiousGenevieve Taggard

Epithalamium

Out of the forest, panther, come, Silken, supple, silent, lone — Out of the forest, drooped with night — To your delight. Under bloom and over stone, Out of the forest, panther, come. Something sees and slips with you, Something huge and gaunt and blue, Lashes its tail and follows you : You, pursued, still pursue. . . . Sky with thunder on its rim Closes and closes after you : Trigger loin, swinging limb, Go and go and go from him! Brushing haunches, taut with dew, Follow, follow, follow you.
RomanticFrank Oliver Call

Japanese Love-Songs 5

Hush of night. Perfumed breath of night. A moth with flaming wings. Come beloved.
ContemplativeFrank Oliver Call

After Sunset on Jura

The Alps-- A mighty string of pearls Which Day has laid aside-- Flaunt their alluring beauty Upon the purple velvet of deep valleys, Until night, Stretching out black greedy fingers, Steals them one by one.
ContemplativeFrank Oliver Call

A River Sunset

Red sunlight fades from wood and town, The western sky is crimson-dyed, Gaunt shadow-ships drift silent down Upon the river's gleaming tide. The hills' clear outlines melt away Or veil themselves in purple light, And burning thoughts that vexed the day Become fair visions of the night.
AnxiousFrank Horne

To a Persistent Phantom

I buried you deeper last night You with your tears And your tangled hair You with your lips That kissed so fair I buried you deeper last night. I buried you deeper last night With fuller breasts And stronger arms With softer lips And newer charms I buried you deeper last night. Deeper ...... aye, deeper And again tonight Till that gay spirit That once was you

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