Friday, May 31, 2024

in the night




in the night 


There in the corner something

scurry scratching, scrabbling 

my breath coming in short 

pants .. I restrain them .. 

In the sudden stillness

a cricket sings outside 

or closer, always  hard to tell 

There in the corner by the 

ceiling something flutters

wings flicker fast across

my eyes swallowed by 

the navied night 

There in the corner across the room

high up where I cannot see – 

chirrup, chirrup, chirrup, chirrup

rat, mouse, wounded bird .. 

damaged soul?

Its pain screams quietly 

ending all possibility of sleep

13 comments:

  1. This is really eerie, Pearl. Quite disruptive to see something in the corner of one's room and not to be able to discern exactly what it is. I hate flying (or any) bugs anyway, so this very descriptive poem really gave me the creeps! Nice work!

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  2. Powerful! So many phrases caught me up. Here's one " navied night"! I feel this poem thoroughly. I have nestled in bed with sounds of the night catching my attention and imagination: What if they are screams of pain? What if they aren't? O, the stories we write alone and awake in the night!

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    1. Yes Susan! Those "stories that we write alone and awake in the night!" as far as "navied night" I am thrilled you liked the phrase which came to me years ago and which I've used in quite a few poems by now. Thank you!

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  3. It does seem that sounds can be louder in the night. I can relate to this poem deeply Pearl.

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    1. Aww Carrie thank you and I just finished and thoroughly enjoyed your poem this week!

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  4. This is so good, Pearl. You have captured the sounds and also the feelings hearing them. Really wonderful! Always good to read you.

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    1. Thank you Sherry .. warms my heart that you enjoyed and considered that I captured the sounds. You know that I am a major devotee of all you write - it always a pleasure and this week of course no exception!

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  5. You take us into the night with its animal sounds, until the last disturbing lines catch us off guard. Beautifully structured, vivid imagery.

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    1. Thank you - Thank you - Thank you Dora for catching the disturbing last lines -

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  6. Wow Pearl! How wonderfully you've captured night's voice that could be so uncomfortable! "damaged soul?"... The feeling hidden in the words is quite moving.

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  7. This poem is very evocative you have captured this night so vividly. Great write

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