N is for Night


It’s the not knowing
That gets you

Curtains drawn,
Heat turned way up
Artificial lights bright.

It was a quiet and ordinary night.
Except that it wasn’t exactly,

Was it a terrible and frightening night?
Well, yes, if you were
in the wrong place

Which I wasn’t, exactly, either.
But which way did you go, and
Did you bring a friend?

The wind through the trees, you know,
Can sound like a scream,
And so can a scream.

And it’s hard to tell what’s the real jeopardy
And what’s just the regular stuff
A woman, alone, outside.

So be safe, going out on these nights,
Bring a friend, or mace,
Or just stay in.

Because inside, curtains drawn, lights
On, nobody will hear or see anything,
On a cold and windy night.


(Night image from the Library of Virginia via Flickr.)

(Written in November, 2015 as part of the Writers Digest November PAD Challenge)

(Posted today as my Day 14 entry in the Blogging from A to Z Challenge)

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6 Responses to N is for Night

  1. Bob Scotney says:

    Great image and a story well told in verse. It’s a strange world out there at night if you are alone.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Liz Brownlee says:

    Oooh – chilling. And thought-provoking! ~Liz http://www.lizbrownleepoet.com

    Liked by 1 person

  3. kristin says:

    I used to walk all over even at night in Detroit. I was young and crazy. I’m lucky nothing ever happened.

    Liked by 1 person

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