Today Is: Wednesday, May 27, 2020 09:13 AM. Our Topic of the Week: Unity

Check our Help area first!

Comments? Suggestions?

Contact us now!

We like hearing feedback from members on how to improve the site!

Author Name: Freenoahcount 6 Comments
Date Added: June 27, 2006 01:06:20 Average Score: (Needs 2)
Views This Week
Members: 0
Unique Members: 0
Guests: 292
Total Views
Members: 45
Unique Members: 18
Guests: 1192

Type: Unspecified
Category: General Add To Favorites | Text Only
this night
I know these night clouds
dark and gray
a furrowed brow
fleeting, begging to stay
forever traveling
who knows where?
ancient waters
fill the air
I knew these night clouds
when they beckoned once
but I just stood there dreaming
expecting rain
Author's Notes:
Report Offensive Poem.

'this night' Copyright © noah count
Copyright is property of the above author or group. Reproduction in whole or in part is strictly prohibited.
Click here if you feel this poem is in violation of a copyright.
Click here to send this poem to someone!

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on August 5, 2007 11:18:38 PM Report
How  well I understand this kind of lonely!! The cloak of darkness can also heal!!
Meet you under the full moon only the night whispers !!
 ~ She Whispers

Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on September 4, 2006 10:28:37 PM Report
Noah, this is a poem that makes one stop and think. Our expectations and the outcome may be worlds apart.


The word "dreaming" interrupted the flow of this poem for me. To me, it "tells" and does not "show"...definitely taking away from the piece, rather than adding to it. But that is just my humble opinion...for what it is worth.


Fine penning Noah! =))



Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on September 4, 2006 11:27:44 AM Report

This is an example of why and how someone like me came to poetry.

I was brought up with it but the inferance was that only "poets" wrote like this. So seeing myself yet again as unworthy I simply read.

Then something was born in me through the reading!!! I realised that mankind has wrestled with the same agony of soul sinse the beginning of time. If that was so? then my agony / ecstacy was as valid as anybody I started to write.


Ali x

Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on August 2, 2006 11:32:25 PM Report
Noah ...I love this write, the feel, the mood, every carefully chosen word...the dark quality it of my faves of yours.



*please empty your inbox so i can send ya a thank you sweety*

Comment By: FreeWide Awake on June 30, 2006 05:53:53 PM Report point kicking ourselves for hindsight is there Noah...
Maybe I read this wrong~

Len's feels very forlorn and chose the perfect metaphors~


Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on June 27, 2006 06:43:30 AM Report
Pregnant with unfulfilled possibilities..A lonesome write, Count...len


Check for Announcements.
on our Home page!

User poems are sometimes graced by images and textures stored on our site
courtesy of, Sandy Hradil, and Sherri Emily.

Welcome, Guest!

Become part of our
friendly community
of on-line writers!

Join today!
Forget Username or Password?

Members On Line: 0
Guests On Line: 78
Members in Chat: 0

Happy Birthday

Bruce A. Peaslee (70)

We Thank You!

For your donations
and subscriptions!
P.O. Box 7931
The Woodlands, TX 77387

Copyright © 2003-2017  All Rights Reserved. Use of this site is subject to certain
Terms of Service rules which constitute a legal agreement between you and
By providing links to other sites, neither approves of, endorses, or gurantees
any information, opinions, or products found on those sites. Users follow links at their own risk.