A Night’s Light.

When night shuts me in

and shadows are deep

I look to the lights

that blink in the street,

the un-curtained window

a light in the porch,

the wavering beam

from a lone walker’s torch

or the far away hills with

a dusting of stars.

© sweetwater 2021
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Night scene recreated with apt imagery. Could feel it and see it. Nice one Sweetwater.
Was left with a small yearning though! Just as I was beginning to enjoy reading it, it seemed to stop abruptly. Wish it said something more.
Best wishes, Gomathi.


Now isn’t this just beautiful. You nailed it with the last two lines! A nice over all perspective to the night view from your place. Just love it. Thankyou for giving a thought to my request Sue
Best Wishes, Gomathi.


I just love this poem sweetwater, with its quiet moment to just sit and meditate on what you are seeing, and especially those last two lines… what I wouldn’t give to have a view of distant hills and a dusting of stars.

Simply beautiful.



This is one of your best Sue. The last two lines are superbly written.
Keep writing.


Beautiful Sue. Really atmospheric and I could see it all so clearly. It painted a picture so clearly in my mind.
One tiny thing to make it perfect. 🙂
walker(‘)s torch
Alison x


OH, fantastic stuff here! Great flow and it conjures up perfect images such as you might find in a small village or quiet city block. I really enjoyed this.


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