Lora Colon

Gold Star - 11,733 Points (26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

Nocturne - Poem by Lora Colon

Night falls, with its black canopy,
Now and then, the moon appears;
At first it teases, then it taunts,
Trying to provoke some tears

Feelings long dead rise from their graves,
Anguish that was buried deep
Stands like a spirit on a cloud,
Wrecking any chance of sleep

Memories that I thought long gone
Stand like beggars at my door;
I struggle to get free of them,
But I freeze, I can run no more

Forsaken in this godless realm,
My shattered heart yields in despair;
The ghosts rise up in victory
And dance in the luminous air

A roll of thunder, a flash of light
And the spirits all depart;
Angels arrive to rescue me,
Bringing small comfort to my heart

I know what awaits me tomorrow,
When the night overtakes the day;
The rising moon will light the hour
When the demons come out to play

Comments about Nocturne by Lora Colon

  • Thomas Vaughan Jones (2/4/2014 3:43:00 PM)

    Have you the Celtic in you mavorneen. We know of the spirits who assemble for their nightly festivities. Can't wait for Hallowe'en. We will have some great crack. (Report) Reply

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  • John Brown (1/21/2014 2:39:00 PM)

    This gave me the shivers Lora. A good, well written poem my friend. (Report) Reply

  • Kanav Justa (1/18/2014 1:44:00 AM)

    wonderful rhythm in this poem, , , , like the rhyming words too, , , (Report) Reply

  • (1/18/2014 1:16:00 AM)

    It's strangely so that the demons from the past arrive on our bedside as nocturnal guests and depart with the day.
    This poem is an absorbing observation of that phenomenon.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 17, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 18, 2014

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