Uniform inky black broken up by
Delicate misted clouds, and a
Quivering, luminous blue moon.
A maze of glossy sidewalk in the dark,
Surrounding smooth towers that jut against the sky.
They loom above,
Shining windows clashing, casting
Neon shadows over our wild and joyous faces
As we laugh for the city to hear-
A glowing metropolis of exhilaration, sound and sight.
Windows down and volume up,
Bass vibrating in the marrow of our bones.
Fighting to live a little louder, a little braver,
Less fragile promises of tomorrow,
More vivacious glowing eyes of tonight,
Swerving cars and broken street lights
Are the golden gates to our exuberance;
Escape from the earthly worries of day.
No need to be careful when the moon‘s out to play.
We’re coursing, blood pumping,
With the heady rhythm of being alive.
The streets don’t sleep at night;
The moon doesn’t dull its light;
It brings us back to life.
These daily prompts are quite fun, so I think I’ll continue with them. Yesterday’s prompt was ‘ghost’, and here’s the piece I did: The Hospital on Top of the Cemetery.
I used to abhor the idea of writing while listening to music, but I’ve discovered that it can be extremely useful and inspirational. Usually, I don’t listen to songs with lyrics while writing, but while I’m thinking and trying to get a sense of what mental picture I want to paint. Today’s playlist that helped shape this poem:
Midnight City – M83
Body Gold (Louis the Child Remix) – Oh Wonder
Heart Out – The 1975
No Light, No Light – Florence + The Machine
Cosmic Love – Florence + The Machine
Thank you so much for reading!