Beauty in the Night
When dark clouds gather,
and things don't turn out right.
I linger with the sunset,
waiting for beauty in the night.
When the bright of moon travels,
'cross clouds scudding in its bright.
I linger in the cloaking darkness,
savoring beauty in the night.
When the whippoorwill calls,
and the nighthawk takes to flight.
The owl hoots its timeless warning,
to those sleeping beauty in the night.
When troubles all surround me,
and I see no end in sight.
When sleepless, I lie awake,
longing for beauty in the night.
When I feel a sense of wander,
'neath shadows with all my might,
I sense the world primeval,
searching for beauty in the night.
When the warmth of summer comes,
and the fog drifts in just right,
you stand backlit in your window,
silhouetting your beauty in the night.
When my wandering is over,
and I return from my sojourn's rite.
My bed waits softly inviting,
with your beauty in the night.
Copyright 2014 © Ronald W. Hull
7/17/14
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Thank you.
Always,
Deborah
RF
I moved to the sounds of your words as I closed my eyes...
You are gifted!
Blessings...
Teresa
'neath shadows with all my might,
I sense the world primeval,
searching for beauty in the night.
Wonderful, and having just returned from a little sojourn in the wood to experience 'the world primeval' one more time, I can truly relate.
Experiences like this these days help me keep my sanity.
But I don't think you are any of those. You sound like an ordinary
romantic stalker. You probably won't get more than 1 to 3 years jail time when they catch you. :)
Love ya!
Jane
Yes we are on the same wavelength. I love this poem so beautiful !
Peace love and moonlight magic
Amber
vision of the "Beauty in the Night" seems to have the redeeming
and delightful powers...With the "Beauty in the Night" you're
at the end of the problem...."right time" to handle whatever it is
that seems so impossible to accept...deal with...any other time
...giving solution!...Only that...
Thank you Ron, for sharing your exceptional writing...so uplifting
in the morning...on the mourning Sunday...World in mourning time...after the "terrible human tragedy" happening in the eastern Ukraine..and questions raised...What's the World coming to?! ...Expecting answers?!...without getting a bit extreme about own opinions?!...ponder on an individual choices and how they affect everybody's life..."You cannot teach a man anything, you can only help him to find it within himself"...Cheer up!
Blessings, Christine
Regis
Sandie