Rural and Urban Night

By Rhiannonw

Thu, 24 Nov 2011
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6 comments
 

Darkest black of winter night,
far away from man-made-light
scattered dusty stain like milk,
glittering jewels on black silk
like a giant dot-to-dot
– join them up somehow to plot
pictures covering the sky
(compasses of days gone by).
Swooping owl and flitting bat,
silent, stalking green-eyed cat;
silhouetted jagged tree;
stillness, vastness far to see.

Busy road with dazzling line –
pairs of yellow moons-discs shine,
red cat’s-eyes, and sometimes green:
black of sky obscured by sheen,
sparkling stars rubbed out, pollution
from the urban competition,
festive-bright illumination.

Certificate U
Poem
Countryside explorations
Nature

Comments

Submitted by Stevehawk on
I liked this very much, i used to live in a village and fondly remember those starry nights untouched. Well done. Steve

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
Thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Rh

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hello Rhiannonw, this poem had a real magic to it, with a good rhythm and rhyme and was very atmospheric. Thankyou for sharing. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
Thank you so much, Jenny. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Rhiannon

I liked this poem and share your thoughts that each type of night has its attractions and a beauty of its own. When we had a house in Norfolk, there were no street lights in the town, so walking to the pub at night was very exciting and special, with the starry sky. And when we drove home, and came into the Manchester area, the night sky would show a huge orange glow where the city lies.

Thank you for commenting on my holiday stories. I took them off, because I panicked with being given pick of the day and being put on facebook, that my daughter would some how see the story and be offended by it. I had requested that the story not be available for anyone to see but members of ABC and was told that probably that still would have been the case - but I didn't want to take the chance.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Hi, Jean. It seems so long since I've really seen the country clear night sky. I keep meaning to try to get out when it's clear.

Sorry about worries about taking the stories down. Difficult one. I think writing them showed perception of trying to understand everyone's point of view and the reasons behind tired friction when everyone gets together, and working through that as families loving each other. Others obviously appreciated your opening up their thoughts to each point of view too, and taking the different 'voices'. So, maybe you encouraged others in thoughts of their own tensions! Rhiannon