Night Sky Poem

It may come as a shock to many that 4.8 million or 1 in every 7 Canadians are living in some degree of poverty, according to Citizens For Public Justice’s Poverty Trends Report 2017. The poem, “The Night Market” by Evelyn Lau comments on the overall negative attitudes and assumptions made about those dealing with homelessness and food insecurity, as well as our negligence as a society to act on the issue. Through the point of view of someone more privileged Lau uses a regretful tone, strong comparisons and the juxtaposition of poverty and wealth to illustrate that world poverty will persist as long as our personal greed overshadows our compassion for others.

The stars are bright and radiant-- their numbers are vast beyond all imagination. They shine in the dark sky, like billions of little lights hanging from nonexistent threads. It is a reality that not many people stop to admire. In the city people sink down into their couches at night and drift away, eventually, to the slumber that most people crave. But the stars, shining endlessly, are there night after night, in the rain and even in the snow. If you just stop for a moment, on a night with no clouds, and look up, you will see this magnificent

In the song “Neon Moon” is talking about a man who spends most of his nights at a bar feeling lonely because his woman has left him. The man sits in the bar and spends most of his time beneath the light of the neon moon. The always tells himself that she’ll come back some day.

Daybreak. The most beautiful sight to behold. The promise of everlasting progress of the lives that all dwell on the land we step upon. It is during times like these when I reflect on my own path of enlightenment and realise the needless behaviour of conflict and the wasting away of lives. Peace is a word so treasured, and yet so ignored by many.

Wordswoth’s “It is a beauteous evening”, which is one of the poet’s most famous sonnets, deals with themes of nature, love, time and youth. It is unaffected in its delivery and the message is direct and easy to discern, as can be illustrated by the simple, straightforward and elegant literary techniques employed throughout the poem. Analysis of the poem follows.

Speaker & Setting- The speaker/writer of the poem is Randy Gailhas, but refers himself as the “Night Rider.” The author describes Marfa at night as “Dark West Texas”. The setting of Marfa is a eerie , mysterious , bizarre place as described in the poem. Marfa and the lights have a mystical feeling in the poem.

Many different music groups develop poetry to incorporate a deeper meaning into a song. The band Starset released an album known as Transmitions. This album contains various beautiful works of poetry, and one poem in particular named “Dark on Me” has a heartfelt theme. In the Poem “Dark on Me” the writer intends to portray a time of darkness by means of loss, dependency, and a state of being lost. The author paints a vivid picture of the way the character feels about this loss with each and every line.

I looked up at the black sky. I hadn't intended to be out this late. The sun had set, and the empty road ahead had no streetlights. I knew I was in for a dark journey home. I had decided that by traveling through the forest would be the quickest way home. Minutes passed, yet it seemed like hours and days. The farther I traveled into the forest, the darker it seemed to get. I was very had to even take a breath due to the stifling air. The only sound familiar to me was the quickening beat of my own heart, which felt as though it was about to come through my chest. I began to whistled to take my mind off the eerie noises I was hearing. In this kind of darkness I was in, it was hard for me to believe that I could be

The night sky is something that has captivated man since the beginning of time. In Sappho’s poem “Moon,” Sappho uses the full moon, stars, and the night sky to show that happiness, like a full moon, is infrequent and momentary. Sappho’s first word in the poem, “stars,” immediately sets the scene and tells the reader this poem is about the night. The word “stars” (line one) also shows that the poem takes place during a clear night.

What is the significance of an individual’s essence within the vast universe? Surrounded in an environment where all life resides do humans play the role of hegemony? Each human is unique, separated by interactions and relationships compiled throughout the journey of life. But, no matter how these experiences could shape an individual, the most basic pillars of life will always endure. All humans share land on this planet, breathe the same air, and are equally mortal. Composed by Louise Bogan, the role of humanity is put into perspective in the poem, “Night.” The speaker emphasizes nature’s immense presence in the universe. As the plot of “Night” develops, the interconnected relationships found in nature are revealed, using imagery to show

I was just having a normal day when the sun god came to visit us! Well, I guess who we thought was the sun god. We welcome him and dressed him in religious robes and gave him a cup of our people’s blood, but he went all crazy. Him and others started blasting us with booms and loud noises. They left and later sent a message of peace. We didn’t know if we could trust them because they allied with our enemy, but we decided to leave it.

Off the coast of Belize, on a small island you’re walking on the beach. The morning sun is just rising. You can feel the soft sand below your toes. You hear the waves splashing against the shore. You look down at the white sand and realize that something odd is in front of you. You become curious and run up to it. At first glance it looks kind of like a multicolored rock. The size is rather large for a “rock” to float ashore. You hesitantly try to pick up the rock. As soon as you touch it you reel in disgust. It’s really squishy! You run off in fear of what this “rock” could be. After overcoming the fear you become very curious. Was it an animal? Was it a rock? Or worse. In fact you are so intrigue by what you found you Google it. The all

Let me tell you a story about how all the stars were put into the sky. Not long ago there was a girl named Sofia, she was by far the Prettiest in the land. With long golden hair and deep blue eyes that a person could just fall into. She was so pretty that any mortal would be blinded by even taking a glance at her. So to stop that from ever happening, she secluded herself away from civilization. Sofia grew lonesome, but instead of crying, she would look up at the stars which littered the sky. But soon the stars started to fade away, and one by one they fell from the sky, soon there were no stars in the sky and all around her was pitch black. She was heartbroken, but instead of moping she used her smarts to call all the stars and boulders to

The next night it was all gone, nothing left. The light had disappeared into the night. The night was calm, silent and lifeless.

It was a dark and stormy night, the wind blows as the ghostly moonlight filled the darkness. George the highwayman made his way toward Bess the innkeeper’s daughter. She was gazing out the window when the two of their eyes met. Hers, black as the night sky, and a dark red love knot placed on her hair. A red dress made of the fabric silk. Her hair was a dark brown, but could have been mistaken as black. Her outfit fit her personality as much as it did the highwayman. I hope he loves poetry. Bess thought. He rides toward her on his horse dressed in a fancy cloak colored velvet, with a curled white wig and doe brown skin, lace wrapped around his chin, and the most beautiful brown eyes anyone had ever seen. His boots sitting as high