Midnight Matinee

Uh oh I'm in a cryptic mood again.

 

Tonight the blanket of darkness

is protecting the innocent

while the new moon searches

for its identity.

 

Streetlamps highlight things

that should never be seen

until the fog rolls in

to play the hero.

 

Shadows start showing emotions

in the form of fear

when the humans stare blankly

at headlights bearing down.

 

The projector still runs

when the sun comes up

to blind the world to the truth

for a few blissfully ignorant hours.

 

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

There are terrible things that lurk in the dark. We don't always want to see them. We could our own minds to what is really there. The streetlight stanza makes me think of the homeless who sleep on the streets at night and how some people turn a blind eye or pretend not to seem them. This is a thought provoking write.

[Renée]

Very Cool...made me feel like I was quietly cruising around before dawn...

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Well now that brings back memories... thank you.

[Renée]

my pleasure .....Hope it was good memories..

[Sheila Kline]

So much is seen in the darkness - 'tis another world when the sun is hiding.
You bring the night alive in a very positive way. I especially like the image of the projector still running when the sun appears - nice!

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you very much.

[Dina Darling]

Hauntingly beautiful! Love the ending! The imagery of the darkness is very nicely portrayed.

[closed account]

two thumbs up on this one!!

[anne p. murray- LadeeAn..]

Reminds me of the old drive-in movies and the fun we had, that's the postive side of your poem.
Then... it tells a story of what goes on after the daylight ends and darkness is able to hide some of the things that happen in the night; what people do when they believe they aren't seen as easily in the day.
Did you write this while you were driving at night and thoughts came to your mind, while watching the road and the glow of the headlights...huh? ;-)

[WindSong]

Mysterious. I got caught up in this poem down every dark street, alley and around every twist and turn. This poem had me in its grip from start to finish.
Great work!

[Coyote Poetry]

I miss those old drive-in. I remember whole family would load up in the car and enjoy the many movies that were offered. The description took me to a good place. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Magdelena]

Oh how your words can make one feel. They bring us to places within your mind that often we never travel. I do so love the night, the things that are deep within it. Your words brought forth such thoughts as each one absorbed into my brain. Once again Cowboy you have managed to bring me along within your powerful and wonderful mind. And may I say what a fantastic ride that was!!

Mags xx

[Lily Mae]

There is so much power and magic in the night..and the shadows.. I find as much solace there as in the light of day.. my weird balancing :) xx I love this..xx

[Liza]

the blanket of darkness protects the innocent - wow - that gave me the chills...how true is that! the power driven keep the people uneducated, poor and fed with bad quality food and drowning in religion just to keep them "innocent"