Promptly Poetry Entries (6/20 - 6/21)

The Night

Darkness gathers around me like a cloak,
I pull it close and pass through the inky drape;
Invisible until my breath clouds are caught,
In a swath of silvered moonstream.
I leave them suspended, the heaviness of the dew
Will weigh them groundward,
Anchoring my desires.
The leaves mutter in the breeze,
Answering the flutterings of my soul.
Under the ebony blanket, there is
No beginning, no ending,
I am the Night.

12 Lines


Promptly Poetry Week 9 July 27
Prompt: Go to a book you love. Find a short line that strikes you.
Make that line the title of your poem.
Write a poem inspired by the line.
Then, after you’ve finished, change the title completely.

Line: "I come and go with a strange liberty in Nature; a part of herself."
Source: Walden, Henry David Thoreau