Evenings gone by, dusk of summer,
Song of Whip-Poor-Will mating quest,
Quavering, fades to bare murmur,
Falling echoes of love’s trill-fest.
Now we try for evening screenings
In warmth of summer stillness,
List' to woodland's dusky gleanings ---
Only echoes of Whip-Poor-Willness.
© 2009 R. Leland Waldrip
Regis
Edwin
Ron
Be always safe,
Karen