Whispering Live Oaks, a breeze through her moss
Cricket's legs speaking,bug eyed and lost
Lightning bug flashing with all of her might
Listen , its calling, this rhythm of the night
Stars are exploding with brightness around
Moonbeams shooting rays that rebound
Silently Nighthawks brush by their prey
As evening lowers her midnight-blue shades
Its orchestrated,elated
Darkened and faded
Its lights out
Earthly shouts
Bright greens now jaded
It's stardust surrounding the comet's gold swing
Through cosmic light forces and a full moon's bright beam
It's silent love songs from clicking Raccoons
The swoosh of a Barn Owl, call of the Loon
Its darkened and singing with twists and a shout
All music at night time, that's what it's about
It's smothering bouquets of aromatic nectar
The splash of a shrimp in the channel,projected
It's magic you know ,illusion,insight
Mystery rebounding
It's the rhythm of the night.
How I miss this silent night time symphony now that I live in the city. Here it is the sound of rushing calamity compared to the rhythm of the night performed nightly by the old farm cottage.
Reading this poem revived those pleasing sounds - and night time visions - in my thoughts
you have a rare gift, you appreciate the things you see around you simply for the joy they bring and the fact that they make you feel more alive. A joy to read. Love Pierre.
Sharp pictures of what your nights represent to you and how you perceive them, I can feel how alive and animated you become under a starry night sky and feel like I am sharing it with you. Nice one Susan.
Fee
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on October 28, 2006
What a rhythm! Exceptional beautiful poem, flowing and full of imagery. It tells a lot about night time. Victor
Outstanding write ....Susan
great imagery
don't you just love that moss on the tree
kind of gives it an eerie sight specially at night
greeeeeepy ain't it
I love it
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
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Ron
Reading this poem revived those pleasing sounds - and night time visions - in my thoughts
Love Tinka
Fee
great imagery
don't you just love that moss on the tree
kind of gives it an eerie sight specially at night
greeeeeepy ain't it
I love it
peace & Love
William
martin
Love
ET
Can smell and feel those fabolous hot summer nights in Savannah, echoing to the assorted calls of nature in Deep Georgia...
Superlative poetry
Love and Light
Peter
I listened as I read, and it was good!
Love & Peace,
Dove