Sunshine Challenge - Day Three - Hecate

[smallhobbit]

Recently, I've been reading a number of books by Patrick Hamilton, which all feature night-time life.

This poem is a response to today's theme of the night, and inspired by Hamilton.

And through it all the night runs dark
Fortunes are lost, the choices stark
And lives run dry

The opium den gives hope to some
Takes pain away, leaves sense numb
As addicts lie

Bar goers leave with unsteady pace
Longing for when they can route retrace
And more drinks buy

And above all the black of night
Cares not what happens far from the light
Unfeeling sky

Comments

[stonepicnicking_okapi]

Wonderful poem. I like the first stanza especially.

[smallhobbit]

Thank you. I felt the first stanza was best - it needs more work, but I wanted to post today.

[margaret_r]

That's really nice, definitely has a Hamilton vibe to it!

[smallhobbit]

Thank you. I'm very pleased you think so.

[pauraque]

*applause*

[smallhobbit]

Thank you very much.

[enemytosleep]

There's a sadness in this poem that speaks to me (let the night wash over me, it matters not). Thanks for sharing it with us.

[smallhobbit]

Thank you. I'm pleased you like it.

[lightbird]

This is terrific!

[smallhobbit]

Thank you very much.

[bemused_writer]

I think this is a lovely poem! It really gives an image of that nightlife; wonderful.

[smallhobbit]

Thank you very much.

[yarnofariadne]

This is a cool poem!

[smallhobbit]

Thank you very much.