Skyscraper tusks stab the sky,
unicorns prick silver holes
and score flashing arcs
across the pitch of night.
The pale medal of yesterday
swings overhead,
lulling the restless,
singing its nocturne.
And we sleep,
among the dashboard flickers,
slow breathing
our day into meaning.
Linking this to d’Verse Poets where Sarah is hosting tonight and inviting us to write a Quadrille (poem of exactly 44 words) to include the word ‘sleep’ (https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/16/quadrille-night-sleepy-times/).
Writing Whatnots 
I really love that final stanza. You’ve captured the city night so well here.
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Thank you Sarah!
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Like this….has a Tom Waits feel to it…like it very much…so much atmosphere.
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Thank you Ain – what a lovely comparison.
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Thank you Ain. So pleased to hear it struck you that way.
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Spot on with city nights, Marion… especially your opening line and the final stanza says it all. Love it.
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Thank you so much Punam !
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My pleasure.
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Marion, I love the creative imagery you used to describe the city skyline and the sky and your relation to it. The moon as “a pale medal of yesterday” is wow!
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Lisa, that so kind of you. So pleased it had that effect!
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Love the metaphors, Marion. The medallion is my favorite. Super creative quadrille.
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Your creativity must be rubbing off on me! Thank you so much K.
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Such wonderful descriptions–the tusks, unicorns, and the lingering of yesterday. A great description of city nights.
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Thank you Merrill! Night-time is when fantasy visits…
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Well, for me, only in my dreams. 😀
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yes that ‘pale medal of yesterday’ lulled me into watching its hypnotic slow swing across the sky …zzz … (sound of gentle sleep-breathing)
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Hope you had a good night’s sleep 😊
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So amazingly articulate! Love this!
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Carol, thank you so much!
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Really like this Marion! 🙂👍🏼
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Thank you Rob, so pleased you like it!
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everything about this is beautiful! i especially like the reference to nocturne…one of my favorite words!
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Thank you Stacy! It’s a wonderful word – agreed 😊
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“Skyscraper tusks stab the sky,
unicorns prick silver holes”
What original metaphors! Fantastic.
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Thank you Shawna!
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It does seem as if night is always flickering. (K)
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I do love the idea of breathing the day into meaning!
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Thank you Ingrid!
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Marion, I really loved this from start to finish – I think it’s one of my favorites of yours!
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Thank you so much David, that’s lovely to hear!
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Skyscraper tusks… love it, making the city into the beast that it is.
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Thank you Björn. Monsters and myths all come out at night …
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