Open Poetry #40 |
Night Games |
ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
Night Games The sinking sun now leaves the sky, and rush of day has passed us by. Crickets chirp and late bird calls, day’s shadows fail, night’s curtain falls. The rasping croaks of frogs now boom, like banshees howling from their tomb. The screech of owls in search of prey, join in night’s chorus, dark and grey. The moon casts out its ghostly light, and lends its power to feed the night. The landscape now is grim and bleak, and cloaks death’s deadly hide and seek. Before the rising of the morn’, victors fed, and victims torn. With all of this, hid from our sight, cloaked by the veil we know as night. As morning light once more appears, a new day’s chorus greets our ears. Nightime’s deadly deeds are done, it’s memories bleached by rising sun. Ivor G Davies The moment created this second, is a moment that's going to last. It lives the full spectrum of time, the future, the present and past. |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
I was wondering why the night the state of the dark and the black and everything is under hide now I know there are games played inside. very beautiful poem. enjoyed gladly. |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
I saw the moon in this. lovely read ~ cheye |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Well, shiver me timbers! A rousing write! Love & morning light, Linda |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
Drauntz, All is never all that it seems... Ivor |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
cheye All done with the moon's permision... Ivor |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England |
Linda, It's even worse at 13 oclock, Ivor |
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