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Writing Night

Updated on October 19, 2012

At This Hour

At this hour

there are no soothing sounds.

I have to write them now

to remember the morning

and the light.

Sleeping is a gift

in daylight or in dark.

Writing fits into

darkened hours.

Sleep only steals

time away from

garden hours.

Were we born to sleep

so long, and die?

Awake, exhausted

in my bed I lie.

I Dream

I dream of summer

in all this rain.

I dream of peace

in all this pain.

I dream of home

to no avail.

I dream of love,

a maiden's tale.

Another sleepless night

on the beach.

My joy is out of reach,

As summer rain

intensifies my pain.

A page of sighing.

A heart that's cold.

A pen in my hand

before I get old!

The winter is looming

while flowers still blooming

drip sweet colors

in the rain.

The irony is fast,

leaving my mind no rest.

The bath and laundry call,

but I'm deaf to it all.

I long to get it right

in the middle of the night.

But morning's calm

only makes the night too long.

♥August 1995



I'm panicking again

to the soul,


There are too many

black dogs in this


They are circling.

They are closing in

for the kill.

The talent is bright

in the light

of the night.

Morning dims

this blessed sight.

To stop writing?

To never start?

To go on without

the observences

in place?

Seeking the truth

in a bowl of slippery fish.

The truth

is on our sleeves.

The heart is not

so revealing.

Love is

passionately given

and taken away.

There is no comfort

in love without truth -

There is less comfort

in truth without love.

The tragic tale unfolds...

The tragic tale unfolds

as softly as the dawn

on summer's misty morning...

If I could express

the sadness in my heart

You'ld weep a bitter tear for me

and quickly depart.

To hear the whole scenario

would wreak havoc in your soul.

For I have lost the only thing

that made my spirit whole.

I have lost my true love,

so darling and so dear

And though many surround me now,

there is no one near.

Author's note: These poems were written long ago on loose bits of paper not always dated. Some of them I've edited slightly from the original, fixed spelling that kind of thing. Often when I'm writing I make comments as I go along. I've removed some of these, and left some in.

There are many more poems where these came from, as writing through sleepless nights was my modus operandi for many years. I plan on adding more "Night' poems to this page as I come across them. Eventually I will have a collection all in one place.

Thanks for reading. Comments are welcome.


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      deergha 4 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Nice work...keep it up.Shall wait for the other installments in coming time. Votes up and away

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      Pamela Kinnaird W 4 years ago from Maui and Arizona

      The tragic tale really does convey tragedy. All of your poems are full of imagery, making the mind flit from one scene to another. Hauntingly beautiful. The music component is probably integral, but I have to keep the house quiet, so I'm missing that for now. Voting up and beautiful.

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      newusedcarssacram 4 years ago from Sacramento, CA, U.S.A

      Great poem...heart touching

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      Sunnie Day 4 years ago

      Dark and beautiful in every way. You are such a magnificent poet drawing us into your world of thought and imagery. Thank you my dear friend,


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      Angelo52 4 years ago from Central Florida

      Thoroughly enjoyed. Thanks for sharing your poetry.

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      Rich 4 years ago from Kentucky

      I like these, to say the least. Lonely, haunting poems I can visualize well told in the dark of night. Really enjoyed!

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      Jim Higgins 4 years ago from Eugene, Oregon

      It is our pleasure to read them. The insomnia of the heart that keeps us awake at times longing for... well, whatever is missing. Up and more on these.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      dghbrh, Thank you, so great to get a visit from you (from India!) in the middle of the night. :)

      Pamela, Appreciate your reading and commenting. Not sure if the music is necessary, I just like to play around with the mood and lighting, and whatever 'tools' Hub Pages has to offer. Thank you for positive feedback.

      newusedcars, Thank you for stopping by and leaving a comment.

      Sunnie Day, Thank you for reading and your generous comments. I hope to surprise you sometime with something 'Light', and I owe you a visit. :)

      Angelo, (love that name) Thank you for encouraging words. I was just looking at your profile page, I am intrigued, and looking forward to reading your poems. See you soon.

      rcrumple, Thank you for reading, and leaving such an awesome positive comment, much appreciated.

      xstatic, Thank you for reading, and leaving such a thoughtful comment. I didn't expect, when I was writing these mid-night ramblings that they would ever see the light of day. I actually hesitated to hit the 'publish' button, but the Hub score just kept going up and up, (which is really unusual for an unpublished page) so I thought why not. I wonder if there is something new going on with the algorithm?

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 4 years ago from Reno NV

      I enjoyed reading your poems from long ago. I hope you find many more to share. Jamie

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      QudsiaP1 4 years ago

      Absolutely beautiful! I love the pure expression of emotion that lies behind every verse. You are talented my friend. :)

      I can completely relate to you about the bits and pieces of poetry on lose bits of paper. :)

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      Peg Cole 4 years ago from Dallas, Texas

      Hauntingly beautiful. Yes and tragic love lost and remembered. Bits of paper from the past to bring it all back so beautifully clear. Now seen with different eyes. I loved this collection.

      "If I could express the sadness in my heart..."

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      mckbirdbks 4 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      Your ink splashes bits of truth upon the page for us to view on a distant day from the feelings of foreboding and brooding of an unknown. You await the clock ticking toward morning, hoping for light. Very Nellieannaish.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Hey Jamie, Thank you. I feel like I'm cheating a bit just going back, not writing anything new. Glad you approve.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Qudsia, I am enjoying your comment, thank you. Yes, I've accumulated quite a pile of scribble, it's a bit overwhelming.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Mckbbks, Thank you. I can always count on you to stop by and leave an encouraging word. Nellieannaish is quite a compliment. :)

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Peg, Omg! I skipped right over your comment, I'm so sorry. Especially because I read it earlier and been thinking what a nice way you have of appreciating what I was doing. Thank you for your sensitivity, :)

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      Martin Kloess 4 years ago from San Francisco

      Perhaps it is just the hour that lends its gloom to us. Beautiful work non-the-less. Thank you for sharing

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Mhatter, Thank you. Good to see you.

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      Movie Master 4 years ago from United Kingdom

      Fabulous poetry, my favourite is 'The tragic tale unfolds' I've read it several times already, absolutely stunning writing.

      Thank you for sharing, voted up and awesome.

      Best wishes Lesley

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Lesley, Thank you! I am so flattered by your praise, big smile :)

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      Maria Jordan 4 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

      With God as my witness...I was thinking, this dang girl sounds Nellieannaish the more I read on.

      Call me sleep deprived but this has the makings of a collection, well beyond this hub. Your poetry, no matter what year written, is timeless, universal and straight to the heart... yeah, just like Nellieanna.

      Exquisite and Voted UP and UABI. We better catch a bedtime snack at the Cafe...Hugs, Maria

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      Vincent Moore 4 years ago

      My poet your gifts have been exposed here in the light. Your many past sleepless nights now delight us with serious might. I pray do release these gifts and let them take flight so we may forever be enchanted by the magic of your quill. I am thrilled to read such beautiful words you share here with us, for they have escaped from your past and now lay waiting to be part of our future. I look forward to reading more of your brilliant work my friend.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Mar, thank you. I don't know where you get the energy, you are everywhere, and you have a pretty special traveling companion. Nellieanna and I have agreed that we do share a certain 'sensibility' but the buck stops there, as she remains positive while I delve into the angst and then try to shovel my way back out again. I am very grateful for your generous reading. You sure know how to press those buttons!

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Dear Vincent, I am so surprised and delighted to see you! The last I heard you were bidding us farewell, and I can only hope that something has changed. Be that as it may, please know that your words are very special to me. Thank you for your generous support and acknowledgement.

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      ExoticHippieQueen 4 years ago

      It's wonderful to read your mind and heart's ramblings in the midnight hours and from different times in your life......your lines are clean and clear, expressing your reflections so succinctly......

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 4 years ago from The Caribbean

      Beautiful and full of feeling! Thanks for sharing your creative talent. There is great purpose in your sleepless nights.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      EHQueen, You are so thoughtful, thank you.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      MsDora, Thank you! I never would have believed it at the time. I had very little confidence as a writer. I have a little more now, especially here at Hub Pages.

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      b. Malin 4 years ago

      Hi Snakeslane,

      Wow, you are such a Gifted and Talented Poet...You weave such Beautiful stories, lots. of Feelings, Depth, and quite Poignant too.

      I now look forward to Following your Hubs.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      b. Malin, what a warm lovely comment. Thank you so much.

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      anglnwu 4 years ago

      These are totally beautiful and touching. I love every single one of them. Amazingly crafted with great sensitity, pathos and layers of emotion--I only wish I could do that. Shared--too beautiful to put them under a bushel.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Dear anglnwu, You are so kind, thank you for taking these musings to heart. You have so much talent lady, I love your poetry. Appreciate the sharing. I always wonder where it goes when that happens. Thanks again, good to see you!

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      Peg Cole 4 years ago from Dallas, Texas

      Back to read again, Ms. Lane. So beautiful. The words from lost dreams.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Morning Peg, good to see you. Lots of introspection going on in these poems that's for sure. I see you are not able to play the videos? They are working for me, but I will go back and reformat. Maybe you could give it another try sometime and let me know?

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      Rosemary Sadler 4 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      Beautiful poetry and timeless no matter when it was written. What better way to spend a sleepless night than putting your thoughts onto paper to create these.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Rosemay, Thank you very much. I've spent a good part of my life crying on paper, good to know some of it is actually appreciated. :)

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      Peg Cole 4 years ago from Dallas, Texas

      Videos are awesome! They are working. Wonderful choices to go with these thoughts. "Heeeere comes the raaain agaaain!"

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Thank you Peggy. In full size looks like too much music, will have to get more poems on the page.

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 4 years ago from Reno NV

      Oh, and Happy Birthday to Sylvia where ever her poet soul is hovering. Jamie

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Yes, I wonder what she would make of all the fuss?

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      RodneyBlaec Rainey 4 years ago from Louisville, KY

      You are a cool breeze

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      Thank you Rod, so are you.

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      frankieonfire 4 years ago from Eureka, CA

      Nice hub! I really enjoyed the multiple poems together- hope you don't mind I am most likely going to do the same thing.. different title of course- like 'Taking the long way home is the meanderings of side streets? ' - Too long? Meh I'll work on it..

      But about these poems - I loved the panic poem - had the most visual impact on my mind. The bit about the circling dogs - Bam! Really captured a feeling/state I can relate to. Most of the time I feel like a caged dog or bird or some sort of bored hungry pacing animal constantly observing and hunting and creating without a steak or bird feed at the end. Ah - this is when I say; 'But Mom, but Papa, but Whole Wide World - I'm an artist.' Ha -

      Thanks for posting these. Cheers.

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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      frankieonfire, Thank you for the great comment. I see quite a few 'collections' of poems on Hub Pages, works for me. The black dogs was a reference to depression, absolutely, taken from the Winston Churchill (sp?) writings on the subject I think, although maybe not intentionally. I've read that he suffered from depression. Gee, I wonder why?Poetry is interesting that way as we grasp for images thinking they are original, (not always) maybe OK as long as we figure it out somewhere along the line? An artist seems to have access and able to express some of those extreme states of 'being'. Always misunderstood by 'normal' types. Oh well...

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      Glenn Stok 3 years ago from Long Island, NY

      It's interesting what comes to mind, and creativity that we have, when we wake up in the middle of the night with insomnia. Finding this hub with your poetry was very timely for me today because I woke up this morning at 4:30 and I never fell back to sleep. I have days like that sometimes.

      Enjoyed your poetry, you're very creative. I can see that some of them came from dreams that you had, or at least it seems that way. Such as the one entitled "Panic". I was thinking as I read it, that you wrote it after waking from a nightmare.

      It's good that you kept them from a long time ago so you were able to reedit and share them now.

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      snakeslane 3 years ago from Canada

      Hi Glenn, Thank you for reading. I can't remember how the Panic poem came about. I used to write to get through stressful situations so it was probably not a dream, but I do write dreams sometimes. It helps to have a pen and paper within reach to write before it is forgotten.

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