Deep into the night
In the darkness, the night was growing. I stared deep into the night. While the others took their rest, I watched from dark to blazing bright. A suddenness of trees, and a lake below my knees, I stay up half the night, to stare at this lovely sight.
👁 3💬 2
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (2)
Log in to leave a comment.