Safer in the dark

There is a certain coldness with the comfort
of divisions; in the border of a window,
I stay detached; I’m safe and covered
cloaked by this, my darkest night. The rainbow
is a kitchen light of houses darkly bent,
an echo dreaming past the river’s edge;
Between, I’m stranded, standing still and sent
as outcast, waiting, clinging to this ledge.
I’m saved from burning kilns of martial rows,
I’m shaded by my cross to bear alone,
regretting that I couldn’t stand your glow
of future hopes that turned my heart to stone.
Before I drowned I thrived behind your walls
Before I died I ceased to listen to your calls.

Wroclaw by Night by Kim Russel

Wroclaw by Night by Kim Russel

Kim inspire us with this wonderful picture of a city by nigh today at dVerse Poetics. Write about a city at night. Join us when the bar opens.

November 22, 2016

19 responses to “Safer in the dark

  1. I love the way you have captured the essence of the city, Björn, and the idea of being ‘cloaked’ by night. The phrase ‘The rainbow is a kitchen light of houses darkly bent’ is so evocative of streets ‘by the river’s edge’ and I can see those perished outcasts. I also like the use of rhyme. My favourite lines:
    ‘regretting that I couldn’t stand your glow
    of future hopes that turned my heart to stone.’

  2. The descent into the darkness reverberates with echoes and silence ~ I admire the contradictions of safety and coldness, of being an outcast yet saved ~

  3. Wow Bjorn, this one might be my new favourite from you. I cannot pinpoint exactly what I specially like about this one, I guess it is a mixture of relating to it, to the word choice, but I think what is prevalent is the way you mixed emotions with the sound the echo of your poem read in one’s mind would create. There is defo a captivating atmosphere.

  4. Each person has their own cross to bear…an outcast’s feels heavier. Such a sad write of a heart of stone that is lost in the darkest night…evocative write.

  5. brilliant opening lines that set the tone of detachment
    “with the comfort
    of divisions; in the border of a window,”
    and regret of course too
    ” that I couldn’t stand your glow
    of future hopes that turned my heart to stone.”

  6. Bjorn, this is so dark. But it evokes a lot of thought in me…my own darkness, isolation from many things.
    It’s a serious poem and each line is packed with something that evokes a sadness or trepidation. A very emotional write.

  7. A brilliant cascade and layering of images that heighten and – hauntingly evoke – that sense of aloneness – that, to a degree, we all feel in any large city, in the dark of night.

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