Nightlife Poems - Poems about Nightlife

(A Christmas vacation vignette) Lisa and I choppered onto Manhattan Island yesterday morning. We’d both felt toasted—so we took naps—and yay! We awoke recharged. Later that evening, Lisa and I were at the ‘Elsie’ Rooftop Bar, in...Read the rest...

Is it wrong to feel jealous of my brothers? Am I evil for envying their wild freedom, For wanting, just once, to go where they go, To dance to every beat, lose...Read the rest...

“22½ euros for a Martini,” Peter remarked, when he first scanned the menu. “It’s not like we aren’t going to get them,” I said, “we’re not going to cheap our way to abstinence." The waiter came...Read the rest...

quick sight… caught a creamy, frothy tail skulking behind bins caramel this creeping tod wry trickery, claw prowl and sly, brazen he's getting too brave soon… a knock on the door...Read the rest...

The streetlight spread like an abandoned strip old hot spots deserted with no moths no buzz zip the party is over nightlife is dead....Read the rest...

Lightening bugs playing on my guitar tripping the NightLight fantastic....Read the rest...

shaking fairyland forest gazillions of acorns sleet are the squirrels playing slots — ...Read the rest...

ocean waves crashing beacon light illuminates ~ blue crabs rummaging...Read the rest...

We danced violet nights into day, And walked the sunny bay. We dined champagne and caviar, And drove far in your beautiful car! Everyone noticed when we hit the scene, Like actors on a movie screen. Each hot party sent invitations. Had...Read the rest...

Distant city nights, Those faraway lights, On the eastern border; Colored lights quarter. There should be hubbub, And people club to club; Dancing nights of August, Music mellow and robust! To that far, dreamy place, With life's quicker pace, Excitement is now calling, And my heart...Read the rest...

twilights moonlit glade nocturnal wildlife forage- owls wait patiently 3/ 15/ 2019. Writing Challenge 2, March 2019 - Haiku -...Read the rest...

The darkness blankets time and space. The shadows dance across the pane, as moonlit droplets drape like lace and play the music of the rain. The damp chill of the dead of night seeps in my bones to settle there. I...Read the rest...

Lemon meringue sweet-laughter-light fills shadows cerulean blue. Café de Flore’s summer hot night where dreams tangerine rendezvous. Six strings strumming lavender notes tones, violaceous lilac lace, heartbeats' delicate music floats on fanciful lilts ears embrace. Conversation thrills with saffron! Hints, amorous in coral blushed...Read the rest...

As the moon bathes me with ardent solace where does my day lead, as I’m drawn to you with bleeding tears I will trace your lead in this concrete web Holding effortlessly still surrounded by dim veil City illumination...Read the rest...

Sip of my life from the brown paper bag. Brown like down town, or clear like tap water, it doesn't f*ckIng matter, I'll drink it. I'll drink...Read the rest...