Rani Turton


Nights, Like Knights - Poem by Rani Turton

The length of the winter night
When, evening has just begun.
Nights, ere the morning comes
Nights for the mind to wander
As moonstuck it becomes

The lenght of the winter night
As the hours toil their way around the clock
Dawn will come: Slowly spinning earth,
Weaving, leaving, birth.

Now the clock has stuck four:
It goes on as it always has before.

The weary night, like a knight
Vanquished, and battlesore
Has laid down armour and lance
Has left, heart and mind to restore.


Comments about Nights, Like Knights by Rani Turton

  • Gold Star - 8,587 Points Khairul Ahsan (7/9/2013 4:26:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem.
    As the hours toil their way around the clock
    Dawn will come: Slowly spinning earth,
    Weaving, leaving, birth..... so beautifully described!
    The weary night, like a knight
    Vanquished, and battlesore
    Has laid down armour and lance
    Has left, heart and mind to restore.
    Marvelous thoughts, a joy to read. (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 23, 2013


[Hata Bildir]