I look in the sky and see the billions of stars.

If one went missing who would know?

You look at the stars quite often.

But do you notice when one is dying?

Slowly it dies staying bright as long as it can.

You think the star is beautiful and bright when it is dead.

This isn’t about stars....

Mysteries of the night

A blanket that wraps me

In the middle of the day

Bringing with it

The mysteries of the night

The mysteries of the night,

Are they the reflections of your eyes

Are they what you see eyes closed

Or in what you dont see, eyes open

The people you have wrapped in your hand

The people who will never see the world wrapped in your blanket

Do you love keeping the mystery alive tha...

owls to night are as stars the moon

eyes that don’t flinch,

beaks that echo not a twit,

silently still and quieter-

greyish sheens that glean and shine.

somber howls all scream toward-stars hanging nigh

they swing, so they swing

writhing necks of birds can’t sing

a peering hole with many pupils

how it gapes, how it stares

squinting onwards, honing in

continuing on to peek.

unable to reciprocat...

I look above, throughout the night sky

With stars that shine, oh so bright

through the night clouds, passing by

A moon that fills, the earth with light

So many new things, to look and see

With the night that’s made, so wonderully right

That’s filled with flowers and nature’s trees

Oh what a sight to see, the beauty at night...

They gasped as they saw a body lying there gasping for air one. Of them were already doing cpr it was a cold night every one was shivering the birds were chirping they are always outside because they had. No home there names were Allie Jake Marcella and Ella they are all 13 they are siblings and after they got the body the woman woke up and thought to herself who are these people and why am I here...

The flying foxes were everywhere

Winged bats in the night

As they swarmed the gun-toting poacher

They were quite the scary sight

It wasn’t just the thought of rabies

Or their scary faces

Or the strength that came in numbers

It was the their teamwork and how they faced it

The doomed poacher thought to himself

“Why’d I get into this” as he was swarmed...

I wish I could solve

The mysteries of the sky

How they connect

How we create constellations

The mysteries of the night

Like how your hand

Traced its way up to my thigh

How will you make me feel

I wonder about

the constellations

Of your eyes

How they reflect your heart

How I can see

Your intentions

With one look

And I want you

So

Bad

I need you

Kiss my neck

Tell me I’m perfect

Although...

I had an old neighbor named Ed,

who was rumored to not use a bed.

He would load up his truck,

mutter something about luck,

and head into the night instead.

Where he would go, no one would know.

A mystery to all but Ed....

Mystery’s of the day are few and far between.

Mystery’s of the night are much more than they may seem.

One may think night is all dark,

They have not seen the inciting spark,

To which some go for a lark,

A difference so stark.

Dark is a sky with out stars,

No fireflies or lightening bugs.

Dark is a land with no sounds,

No crickets to chirp,

Creeks to run, uninterrupted by by the sun.

For:

Night ...

The things we use to brighten our world outshine the natural light

All these bright buildings hide the sky making it dark even though they shine bright

Stars so prominent only at night,the naked sky curses my eyes, where are the stars

The ones i stared at till the earth went quiet and my mind finally relaxed

I wonder if I move to place dark, would the natural order of world be restored

N...