Dearest Poets,
The Night Is For Sleeping.
Not writing, or dreaming, or thinking.
The night is not for wild-eyed dreamers whose thoughts wreck havoc.
The Night is For
Star-crossed lovers who take their lives or for those who are faint of heart
The Night is
Not for those with racing daydreamers
Or Neverland and Peterpan
The Night
welcomes the misfits, the poets, the outsiders
The…
What I like most about your poems are the ever-crossing polarities from soft to rugged, sentimental to calloused, sensitive to cruel, and this one demonstrates that great adventure across divides beautifully.
I like the general flow, ideas and theme of this poem. I stumbled when I read a few lines…e.g “The night is for star-crossed lovers…” using your pattern shouldn’t this not be for them as the night is for sleeping? I did really enjoy that as the poem progressed, the first line became less…symbolic and representative of falling asleep. This is a great idea and works really well.
You rocked this as usual!