As Night Descends – A Poem in Two Parts

1.
As sunset claims the western sky,
The colours change and blend,
Red and gold and purple hues,
Whatever shade God sends.
The day surrenders meekly
As the night slowly descends,
But a final blast of colour
Warns the Sun will rise again.
Darkness encroaches on the land
And most creatures fall asleep,
Except the few nocturnal ones
Who after dark will creep.
They forage in the undergrowth
For bugs and worms and such,
While owls are hooting overhead
In search of a late lunch.
They swoop down with a rush of wings,
The prey, by claws, snatched up.
Transported back to hungry chicks
Who on this prize may sup.
With Sun now gone, the Moon holds court,
Watching from its throne on high.
All seems slow and quieter now
As stars blink in the night sky.
Waves roll gently into shore,
With lovers strolling hand in hand.
The Moon controls the changing tide,
Blowing kisses to the sand.

2.
While in the city, nightlife stirs,
Neon signs light up the streets.
Loud music blares from clubs and bars,
To encourage dancing feet.
Other beings are nocturnal too,
They rise at night to seek their prey,
Or any who are vulnerable,
And may stumble in their way.
These predators have many names
That spring into your head
Vampires, werewolves, zombies
Ghosts, spirits, the Undead.
All these are simply fictional,
But real monsters do exist.
They may just look like you and me,
But their charm you must resist.
Stalkers, killers, rapists,
Scammers, sharks, and trolls.
Are all lurking in dark corners
With their evil voodoo dolls.
So, if you wander out at night,
Be careful where you stray,
For the city’s where most monsters lurk.
And where they like to play.
Always keep your wits about you,
Do not fall for sneaky tricks.
Their smooth-talking and charisma
Is how they get their kicks.
But, night doesn’t last forever,
And the Sun will rise again.
Make sure you’re there to greet it,
Like a welcome long-lost friend.
© John Hansen 2022
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A pleasure to read poem with great rhythm and rhyme. Well done, John.
Thank you, Phyllis. I always appreciate you taking the time to read, and comment. Glad you enjoyed the rhythm and rhyme of this one.
Love it! Great two-parter!
Thank you, Raven. Much appreciated.
Loved this and the rhythm and rhyme here.
Thank you, Rasma. Much appreciated.
Always amazing with rhyme and cadence John. Well done. The cities have gotten much worse in recent months where these predators can just do the crime and get out before the sun sets. No cash bail is destroying major cities in the US. Great work as always. ~Paul
Thank you Paul. Good to hear from you again. I appreciate the kind words regarding the poem. Wow, no cash bail! I hadn’t heard about that, but can’t imagine it could lead to much good.
John I enjoyed the poem. Wonderful rhyme and great use of metrics. I would like to join you on your quest. I also want poetry to be available to everyone. Poetry saves lives! Your friend, Jamie.