greatpoetry | Acquainted With The Night

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
O luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

-- Robert Frost

Seems a very fitting poem for the way Mother Nature has been acting the past few nights. Bizarre weather patters all over the country but especially on the East Coast where I am. I hope you enjoy the read.

I've loved all the poems everyone has been sharing and I wish I had more time to comment but lately work is keeping me very busy. Thank you all who share, it's so wonderful to take a break and read such beautiful entries.

Acquainted With The Night

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