When the Dew Drops
The air is still and
the is night black,
disturb with frightening auras,
down on life, high on crack.
Freaks become shadows,
as still as the night.
Waiting for some soul,
that next BIG FRIGHT.
She comes gently, cautiously,
along her fearsome way.
The warm night air grows cooler,
and she wishes it were day.
He immediately spots apprehension,
and from it he draws his power.
That almighty tool that will
make him tower and her cower.
She approaches.
He draws his blade.
As she passes by, a flash of reflected light is drawn from the shade.
As night air grew cooler,
the Dew began to drop.
His hand jerked over her mouth,
for him there would be no stop.
Her foot jerked back upward,
and he bent over in pain.
In anger, he thrust his blade at her.
In a flash, he lay slain.
A gentle mist rose from the ground,
as she sat dazed on the street corner.
A bright glow rose in the East.
Suddenly, she felt like a foreigner.
A woman's voice approached,
"What happened? Are you okay?"
The tale of the attack was told
and the officer saw the light of day.
The Sun shone brightly
enough for all to see.
But house remains locked up,
and no one has the key.
About this poem
This poem was written for a "Take back the night" event in the early 1990's and originally submitted to Poetry.com later in the 1990's. Nice to see you back.
Font size:
Submitted on June 11, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
- 1:06 min read
- 15 Views
Quick analysis:
Scheme | XABA BCXC DEFE XFXF BGG FHXH XIFI XFXF XEXE DBXD |
---|---|
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,117 |
Words | 219 |
Stanzas | 10 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 3, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Translation
Find a translation for this poem in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this poem to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"When the Dew Drops" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 20 Apr. 2024. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/102460/when-the-dew-drops>.
Discuss the poem When the Dew Drops with the community...
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In