2019…. Another glorious year for Poetry!!!


A night with A Genuine Gentle poet

Saturday The 29th of September.

Poetry Takes the Nite hosted Heather Cadsby.

She read from her book “Standing in the flock of connectiins” Published by Brick Books. This book is filled with gentle insight of death, life, love, friendship, pain, and smiles and how even the smallest incidents. We Are All Connected”

Heathers word play is fabulous and playful to all ears from all sides of the tracks. Taking some “Old Hat” saying and turning them into “New suits” to walk around in!!

Saturday morning sessions. Leonard Cohen covers – SoundCloud

Listen to Saturday morning sessions. Leonard Cohen covers by Taylor Peebles #np on #SoundCloud
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The Purple House

The poem you are about to read

Is a poem from my latest book “The Chaos The Calm”.

Continue reading “The Purple House”

A bio for the movement

Poetry Takes the Nite.
Created and Hosted by Taylor Peebles.
Taylor Peebles is a born and rasied Wellander.
He has travled to 2 corners of the globe in search of “something”. What he found out that “The Something” he was looking for was lingering right in his home town. “A community!!”
After his travels to China, Taylor came back with a passion for Poetry, A passion for Literature and a passion to bring Culture into North America that he found was a dying Art Form.
So Taylor let his passions lead him in sesrching for a venue that would host a night of Poetry and Avant Garde styled music.
Taylor now hosts poetry nights at The Black Sheep Lounge on The last Saturday of every month
This community has been building for 3 yrs and has been getting more and more attention as the months go on.
It is now filled with brilliant artist from all over Niagara
Poetry Takesthe Nite is also a partner with Grey Borders Magazine.
Jordan Fry is the owner and operator of Grey Borders Magazine and has a passion for Literature and Community.
This partnership has helped bring Jordans and Taylors passion come to life in a great positive way!

Facebook : Poetry Takes the Nite

Motto – Peace Love and Understanding
WHat is its purpose….. To ignite the love of Literature and the love of the english language. To bring fourth the picturesque scenes of the city, community and world we venture and travel through.
Poetry is the art of observations and looking within to understand whats changing in the world.
As the world moves. It changes, osculated through a cyclic existence. And as poets it is our passions to show people the profound world we exist in.
Where Poetry Takes the Nite plays into this role is by creating a safe and accepting community to ask questions to not just the unknown but to help figure out the known and place it in the hands of everyone.
Poetry takes the nite was created to show that Poetry as an Art form is not for the elite writers or profound english speakers. It was created to show that poetry is for all ages and people from all walks of life. We all have a story to be told.
Poetry Takes the Nite is the place to let you colours fly and your stories to be told

Closer to Death

Why should this be.. If not becuase the wanton wilderness of wine has the power to dislodge the vital spirit within the body?

For you see that pain and sickness are the artificer of Death. As we have been taught by the fate of many men before us.

Lucretius. ” The nature of the Universe”

Combining those 2 concepts.

Finding that wine brings us closer to Death. Is it a poison that seeps through the viens of the broken hearted, the lost souls searching for the end?


Is Immortally truly what we are all looking for?

As we sip at wine. Feeling sickness. Feeling a relief of Headaches to blot out heartaches. With each sip we taste, Is Death drawing oh the more near?

We drink to forget. We also drink to remember!!

As we so vainly, drink poison to remember the dead and one day join them in the celebration from another demision?

Oh sweet distilled honey. Oh sweet fermented grapes. Your sweet kiss, Is the kiss that Death’s foot placed past the door, peeking and peering. Through the ajared ribcage of humnaity

A speices based on pure insanity, A vain lover towards Deaths friendly handshake with a raised glass and the chorus of. “Amazing Grace” into the final journey all men venture.