Open Poetry #46 |
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Vespertine |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
I heard a whisper as the wind, blew 'cross the Kansas prairie, I stopped to listen on Rayl's hill, From my journey I would tarry. I fear the words I could not glean, The wind spoke O' so light, And so my sojourn I did end, As came the soothe of night. Soon I left the open field, To return to hearth and home, I stopped and faced back to Rayl's hill, In calm of twilight's gloam. I heard the whisper of the wind, as stars commenced to shine, Caring not what words were spoken, in thrall of vespertine. |
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Cpat Hair![]()
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
well done sir... I have walked the Kansas plain and in the hill country... you capture well the essence of something there.. enjoyed! |
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Lamar Cole Member
since 2009-05-01
Posts 274 |
Very nice. |
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