In the darkness there are people who write
They do not sleep when the sun disappears
They are nocturnal creatures that wake at night
They lift their heads and begin to shift gears
They have radar sensors in their brains
That light up as the silent darkness motivates
They are individuals who imagine and search
While others sleep, they lift a pen to investigate
A creative thirst encourages the yearning poet
Somehow the moon kicks thoughts into motion
Without distractions, a glowing inspiration appears…
An essence that fills the page with heart felt emotion
10/30/07
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Theresa! Very true, Many are the Poet of the Night! (10) ! ! ! Thad