Words of the Night
29 August 2019
DIDDIE KINAMUN JACKSON
| An entry in the Crocodile Prize Poetry Award
In the dark of the night
My thoughts steal across the plains of my mind
As my eyes stare motionlessly
Into the valley of the dark night
My thoughts dances across the plains of my head
And so did the words that were so scared to
Come out and play during the day
For fear of all the negatives and what ifs
For fear of just speaking out
My piece of mind
For all this I hold back the most scared thoughts
Till night falls and I let loose
All that is within me
Let the moon be my judge
Let the stars be my opponents
For when night falls
My words are like the sands of time
No shooting star can shoot me down
For I will bring down the skyline
With a thousand words
More than the stars that it holds
Only when night falls am I invincible
To the world around
As my mind dances to the beat of my thoughts
And my hands strum the cords of my words
Only in the night do my words come out to play
Leaving behind word prints
Of the past nights to remember me by
Only when night falls am I free to dream....
A free woman
Great to see that you are still writing Diddie.
Personal thoughts and the night have always been a great bulwark for oppressed people, especially in autocratic societies.
I especially liked the second to last verse:
Only when night falls am I invincible
To the world around
As my mind dances to the beat of my thoughts
And my hands strum the cords of my words
Only in the night do my words come out to play
Posted by: Philip Fitzpatrick | 29 August 2019 at 09:56 AM