Children of the night

Since we’re in ottava rima mode for dverse, here’s another one for the Real Toads prompt, based on this quote:

“’Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!” – Dracula

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When sunset’s fire fades to deepest dark,

Midnight’s children scatter through the sky,

A mantle woven from the primal spark,

For this, each day, the sun’s fate is to die.

Music of the stars, song of the lark,

Work their magic, dreams spread wings and fly.

I walk the paths of day and skim the night,

On swallow’s wings into the birth of light.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

46 thoughts on “Children of the night”

  1. Another nice one for this ottava rima prompt! I liked the idea of the stars as midnight’s children best seen around the hours when the sky gets as dark as it can get after sunset. I also like the difference in the experience of day and night as walking and skimming. I also like your use of simple, monosyllabic rhyme words and how you start some of your lines with an accented syllable. Well done!

    1. That’s the best compliment ever, Patricia! I write poetry, but I’m not sure it’s good poetry and I’m not sure I’m a poet. Like you, I just enjoy the way the words sound 🙂

    1. Thank you! I wanted to get across the idea of dark and light, night and day being simply facets of the same beautiful world, singing the same song, in the same way dreams link up with reality. I’m pleased you like it.

  2. I love that you used the Dracula quotation to go off into this lovely exploration of the stars. Now I have to look at your previous one while I’m taking a poetry break. 🙂
    I haven’t had a chance to try this form, but I want to at some point.

    1. Thanks Merril 🙂 The prompt was really supposed to be about monsters and angels, but the quote was ambiguous enough for me to ignore the vampirish insinuations. Do try the form. It’s one of those forms that you have to say aloud to get the rhythm right.

  3. Love this! Especially; “I walk the paths of day and skim the night, on swallow’s wings into the birth of light.” ❤️

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