Buda Castle At Night
Not All Darkness Is Night
Night for many is full of terrors,
Things that go bump – you can’t see,
At night we escape under our blankets,
Awaiting a new morn to see.
Some darkness, however, exists in daylight,
Terrors threatening before your very face,
The darkness of hearts – the “night” of hate,
Sheds a gloom – that even the sun cannot erase.
Padre
Shoes Memorial © Padre’s Ramblings
The poem above is inspired by two photos I took on a visit to Budapest. The moon over the Buda Castle was beautiful, and night for all of its risks and childhood terrors, can nonetheless be beautiful. The second image is of the memorial to the Jews of Budapest killed on the banks of the Danube. It remembers the 800 Jews, who were shot, and their bodies dumped into the Danube by the Arrow Cross Militia. It is one of the sad reminders of the collaboration of non-Germans in the horror of the Holocaust.
OFMARIAANTONIA Prompt: Nighttime
Padre's Ramblings 
Love the night sky with the moon which always looks so big, yet when camera-captured becomes disappointingly small. Like the poem too, though if I may suggest, you forget the nighttime ghosts born of our guilt, which considering the background of the second photo might be apt. 🙂
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I think you have correctly identified hate as the darkest of nights.
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Darkness exists in daylight and daylight in darkness.
Loved it, as well as the pics.
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Two very haunting photos in two very different ways. The first is hauntingly beautiful. The second is hauntingly sad. And yes, the poem works very well. Just, wow!
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Awesome post, My Friend! Thanks for sharing this to remind us of the truth!
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Loved this piece. Haunting memories will always exist in darkness and in the light.
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I loved the contrasting images you used, well done!
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Beautiful and haunting poem!
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