Night of Symphony Strangers

The flowers of a night faded symphony of strangers
As they leave the half filled torium
Of singers and thieves and the lye and cheats
The clouds move fast as a storm approaches
Unknown its force and will
Its decision to pass or take
Its winds will destroy or break
The storm house is well on its way
With the old onions and potatoes
Sit with the scorpions and spiders
They wonder why your there
Its the same night as before to them.

Night Strangness

Night of clouds capture light
From the window the moon
A shadow from a reflected sun
The heat not to worry
The light of Jupiter shines in your retina
This changes the night as you would know it
The sounds of strange things
Can you hook up your phones
Point it there, toward that planet
There is someone living there.