Li Bai [Lyric Poem]

Li Bai fills his cup;
 Li Bai loves his wine;
  Li Bai sits in moonlight,
 staring at the sky. 

Night [Haiku]

beyond the buildings
lies pure blackness; night
blankets the city.

Dark River [Lyric Poem]

flow on, Dark River;
  slip through the night.

midnight's thick clouds
  block the moonlight.

your voice drowned out
  by insect chirr.

a Huck Finn raft
  drifts by at a blur:

the rafters unseen;
  their secret stays hush...

but for those red eyes
  in the underbrush.

Bat Signal [Haiku]

dusk has come.
 bats head out to hunt.
  black against dark sky.

Cold Moon [Haiku]

my breath mingles
 with a bright white moon, on a
  cold winter night.

Midnight Metropole [Free Verse]

Trains are done running.

Shops are shuttered,
    except in the red-light districts
     where the neon circuits burn. 

Food carts are set up
    under streetlamps,
     sending out plumes of
     fried food & grilled meat aroma.

Plumes meant to catch drunken strollers
    looking for an affordable bad idea.

Tonight, the city accommodates all,
    finding a bad idea to 
     fit each price range.  

Rocking Boats [Haiku]

boats rock in the bay,
 their languid motion watched
  'til darkness swallows. 

DAILY PHOTO: Pune After Dark

Night Colors [Free Verse]

It's dark.

But the neon burns,
   and bright signs
   color the night,

and that color
   shines against wet surfaces.

The color seems to float,
   and when I walk past
   it shifts, morphs, and flows,

becoming alive.

And it -- those bright primary colors --
   might just be creeping towards me
   like a killer kindergarten clown.

I turn to see the colors swirling,
   swirling but not advancing.

I stare into the color paisleys 
   as they dance yin-yang do-si-do's
   around the puddle.
  
I'm entranced & soothed,
   and no longer fear
   the colors will attack,
   turning me vibrant.