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We are the Night Owls

by dr_mandrill 

Posted: 11 February 2004
Word Count: 28

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We are moths
Flickering around one another-
There is no flame.
We are litter
Blown through empty streets.
We are baited breath,
The sound of the world

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roovacrag at 11:32 on 11 February 2004  Report this post
Moth,owl or tramp they are the night owls no one cares about.Yet the world will carry on turning. xxAlice

Fearless at 12:29 on 11 February 2004  Report this post
I liked this, but wonder about the ending - what if the fluttering of the moths' wings was the force that turned the world? Mind you, this is far better than my paltry effort today.


miffle at 12:40 on 11 February 2004  Report this post
Liked the contrast between 'flickering' and 'flame'. Sad poem to me. Sense of expectancy as you listen to the silence, of waiting for something, anything...'There is no flame' resonated strongly...miffle ;-)

igbit33 at 18:01 on 11 February 2004  Report this post
I find it difficult to stop reading and re-reading this long enough to comment. I like it. Very much.

igbit. xx

Sparrow_splitter at 21:01 on 11 February 2004  Report this post
Bitter. I like that.

tinyclanger at 22:23 on 11 February 2004  Report this post
ooh, full of ..er, I don't exactly know what!
But this has a magic that grabs me and makes me read it over and over to tease out the meanings.
I especially love the first part, ...pointless, empty, comfortless existence?
And the 'Turning' on its own just resonates so deeply.

Chem at 12:09 on 12 February 2004  Report this post
I like this. So few words, says so much.


olebut at 16:44 on 17 February 2004  Report this post
Dr M

succinct and emotive if it was my poem I would remove the capitals atthe beginning of each line but that is just me and a question of style or zapping word.

take care


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