the darkness of the night
the darkness sometimes squeezes even the heart...
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the darkness of the night
i have walked the darkness of the night
walked these hard streets bearing pain.
my cigarette glows red and the moonlight
slicing blindly through the night's cold rain.
i look for love in the strangest places
all the miles, all the hunting are in vain.
in clubs and lanes where danger crouches
i scan for a face, a smile, your name
till the dawn pities me, i sleep in snatches.
awake again, pull a fag, flick a flame
the fear quietly bites, deadly as a krait
your face grows distant, frame by frame.
i have not come to terms with your flight
i will walk the darkness of the night.
17/04/2014
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Tried a structured verse. This is a terza rima, ending with a couplet. Sort of, I hope. This poem has been sitting in the hard drive for some time. Wonder why.
Dire Straits - Where Do You Think You're Going
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2019
the darkness of the night
i have walked the darkness of the night
walked these hard streets bearing pain.
my cigarette glows red and the moonlight
slicing blindly through the night's cold rain.
i look for love in the strangest places
all the miles, all the hunting are in vain.
in clubs and lanes where danger crouches
i scan for a face, a smile, your name
till the dawn pities me, i sleep in snatches.
awake again, pull a fag, flick a flame
the fear quietly bites, deadly as a krait
your face grows distant, frame by frame.
i have not come to terms with your flight
i will walk the darkness of the night.
17/04/2014
**********
Tried a structured verse. This is a terza rima, ending with a couplet. Sort of, I hope. This poem has been sitting in the hard drive for some time. Wonder why.
Dire Straits - Where Do You Think You're Going
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2019
Labels: dark, loneliness, love, lovesongs, Night, terza rima, urban
posted by dsnake1 at 10:16 PM
12 Comments:
This poem made me feel the narrator's aloneness, thinking of the one who took flight, walking in his dark night.......beautifully told, Lee San! Poignant.
There is solace of sorts to be found in walking in darkness. I think you know that.
Love it, the structure made me think of sonnet too... to walk around in darkness like this reminds me of "Acquainted with the night" by Robert Frost, which is also Terza Rima.
~Poor Bastard~
I Think You Did A Great Job With the "Thelma Roza" :-)
ZQ
PS: terza rima is an occasional exercise in my writing group.
I feel the yearning in this poem....the search, the seeking....the looking for something or someone.
I liked it a lot, and the couplet at the end finishes the poem beautifully.
It's very atmospheric and evocative, rather Raymond Chandler-esque. The form works beautifully for this piece. (I do hope it's not autobiographical – or not recently, anyway.)
Sherry,
thank you.
it works, because you can feel the loneliness. :)
MMT,
yes, a kind of solace. at one time it was that bad...
thank you for the visit. :)
Bjorn,
yes, this terza rima ends with a couplet, and 14 lines too! strictly speaking, a terza rima has no limit of lines, as long as the rhyming scheme is followed, and need not end with a couplet.
i may have studied Frost's poem while in school, and i googled it and read it again. and yes, it does remind me of that poem. :)
ZQ,
Thelma Roza? ah! i got it now. for a moment i was trying to figure out who the lady was. :)
the form is a good exercise, methinks.
Mary,
thank you! :)
Robin,
thank you! :)
Rosemary, perhaps it is partly autobiographical. :)
and perhaps that's why it's been sitting in the hard drive for so many years.
This is incredibly evocative, Lee San ❤️ I could feel every image and every word.
Thank you, Sanaa! :)
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