Nightly

I have always found the night more beautiful than the day

Only in the inky blackness do the stars shine

Shyly peeking past the domineering sun

Daring to outnumber the moon.

Only in the inky blackness do the stars shine

Skilled flirters

Daring to outnumber the moon

Casting out feminine dreams.

Skilled flirters

The lords of day are sleeping now

Casting out feminine dreams.

Twenty-five pounds of silk slip off a woman.

The lords of day are sleeping now.

Shyly peeking past the domineering sun

Twenty-five pounds of silk slip off a woman

I have always found the night more beautiful than the day.

Photo by Ameen Fahmy on Unsplash

Written for the Experiments in Fiction Poetry Challenge #10: Pantoum.

A pantoum is a Malay verse form, most often imitated in French and English. It consists, traditionally, of four quatrains (four lines) with lines from each quatrain repeating throughout the poem.

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  1. Like other people, this has brought back so many fond and wonderful memories for me, looking at the night sky, up at the stars and just being so appreciative and in awe of it. Your writing is so beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing x

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  2. I love this, Jaya: sometimes I am guilty of not appreciating the night enough as I just don’t get out there under the stars and look up. But I’ll never forget seeing the night sky in Hawaii. Thank you for joining the challenge!

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