Night’s onyx claw grips
each of us.

The regime of daylight
drips into us.

In these bleak times,
darkness’ sponge
eliminates the unwanted colors

that surround us.

The sky wiped clean,
impervious,
a surface that curses us.

There is no moon in sight,
on a numb and starry night.

©2023 | K.F. Hartless


Cover Artwork: Yosemite High Country Under the Stars by Don Smith

d’Verse Poet’s Pub | Quadrille #189: Poems Most Mad & Moonly

Tom Odell “numb”

37 responses to “Canopy Feeding”

  1. No, but there is the beauty of a lamp light, in a gentle night’s rain

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Yes, thank you. I can see it, safe behind its glass window.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. And in the dark under the covers. With some hot coco. In my case, with my dog hogging the bed.

        Liked by 1 person

  2. Very .. well, dark. I love the opening stanza.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you, worms. I wanted to convey the clutches of winter descending on us, but 44 words might not have been enough.

      Liked by 1 person

  3. This piece can be read in so many ways. One is heralding the darkness and paying it tribute. Another is how the daylight (or even happiness if you’re being metaphorical) is something ephemeral that darkness’ dark sponge always eliminates.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I liked that idea of night’s tidiness cleaning up each evening. Thanks so much for
      your thought comment.

      Liked by 1 person

  4. Especially dig the sponge imagery. Thanks!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you, Ron. Night does a good job each evening of tidying up.

      Like

    1. Thank you. It works out like that, sometimes.

      Liked by 1 person

  5. Night has magic that pleases. The moon will come unless it has already and passed moonset. Comes on sooo bright that it dims the stars!!
    ..

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I must have missed it last evening. Good to know it always makes an appearance. 😀

      Like

  6. Very powerful & vivid descriptions that draw the reader in. Great verses, K! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you, Tom. It was the after-dinner cleaning that helped me soak this one up. 💜

      Liked by 1 person

  7. I love the ambiguity of your quadrille, ‘Night’s onyx claw’ and ‘darkness’ dark sponge’ wiping the sky clean.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you, Kim. My first thought was this sort of wintry abduction, but it didn’t keep going on that direction exactly.

      Liked by 1 person

  8. Love how you address the moon in its absense

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thanks. I was thinking how I could possibly write about the moon again, and then stepped outside to see no moon in sight.

      Like

  9. A numb and starry night… delicious.

    Liked by 1 person

  10. Agree with Ron about the sponge. The last few years the winter dark has been less pleasant to bear

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you. I appreciate it. Let’s hope this winters abduction is brief and painless.

      Like

  11. “onyx claw”
    Beautiful descriptions throughout.

    Much🖤love

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you, Gillena. I’m grateful for your encouragement. 💜

      Like

  12. The dark moon nights cast a distinct spell. (K)

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Yes, indeed. As often as I’ve seen it, I’m startled each time.

      Liked by 1 person

  13. No moon but the sky is ablaze with stars 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    1. It feels like the star guest is missing, but there are lots of less distinct partygoers to enjoy, it’s true.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Yes the star guest is missing as it’s a pain in the bottom lol. Gives the little ones a chance to shine 🙂

        Like

  14. SO many killer ways to describe and personify night here. My favorite crawls right out of the chute:
    “Night’s onyx claw”

    Fantastic!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you. I’m so glad you were captured by this imagery. 😀💜

      Like

  15. The sponge of darkness!!! Love that and your quadrille.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you kindly, Helen. It’s all in a day’s cleaning. 💜

      Like

  16. In these bleak times,
    darkness’ sponge
    eliminates the unwanted colors

    I feel this way too, KK 😦

    ~David

    Liked by 1 person

  17. Much love to you and all of your family and friends, David. 💜 I am thankful to know you through your words.

    Like

Leave a comment

Author

Trending