A poem about finding love. Published in July 2005 in Coffee Press Journal (coffeepressjournal.com). Copyright J. Donald Coonrod.
A sad piano echoes quietly
in a fringe between light
and darkness.
We touch softly in
Spring’s cool air, hoping
love will come.
Then the rush of it shocks
our hearts as suddenly
we kiss.
A circus of night
fills the heavens with
pure delight.
Let it be, let it be—
oh love intended this
with all its might.
Want to review or comment on this poem?
Need a FREE Reader Membership?
Reviews of "Night Circus"
Reviewed by Wm. Hammond (Reader)
Reviewed on November 19, 2007
Nice, as always, Don.
Somewhere in pasting, odd question marks sneak into the texts of your poems instead of the intended punctuation... I thought I'd give you a heads up.
A story set in 10 years time where two bodies are found in the river NITH in Dumfries, south west Scotland. One is a blind musician and police informant while the other is Poppy, a young girl. It brings Mark and Carla together with different views i
Share
Print
Save
Follow
Somewhere in pasting, odd question marks sneak into the texts of your poems instead of the intended punctuation... I thought I'd give you a heads up.
Always a pleasure,
Eric
Be safe,
Karen
ET