Elvis_Christ

Thought I'd post a few of my writings...a short essay sort of thing, a few poems, and a couple of haiku.

Nocturnal Reflections

Darkness comes early at this time of year...the light seems to drop out of the day with the suddenness of a vast, invisible hand throwing a titanic switch and breaking the circuit that controls the sun. Not that I mind...I've always preferred the night anyway.

Perhaps because it seems to hold an infinite array of possibilities...far more than bright day ever could. At night, your darkest fears and most forbidden desires all seem closer...and anything seems possible.

Then, there's the beauty of the night...the stars overhead looking like nothing so much as diamonds, carelessly tossed, hard and glittering against a backdrop of deepest blue-black velvet.
And even places where you can't see the stars are more beautiful, more inviting...the city an oasis of light, proud spires lit with incandescence thrusting themselves arrogantly to the sky, like one would imagine the fingers of God.

Sometimes I'm forced to wonder how anyone can truly enjoy the daytime. In comparison with night, it's like a thrift store painting next to a Rembrandt. (Of course, that's just my opinion...and what do I know?)

January 2002
(©2002 CJH)