Open Poetry #7 |
Musings of the Night |
Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
On needled path, mid dark and quiet dell, Walking gently as upon night's darkness fell, The evening breeze rose, whispering, chanting through the trees, Through shimmering pines, in muted repartees, As light of heaven's stars fell upon life's isolation, Reflections of loneliness, of silent desolation. Into the brush a rabbit steals, moving thither, Under cover, as darkness calls me hither, Crossing through the gates temarious, Walking swiftly into the night precarious. [This message has been edited by Mike (edited 06-06-2000).] |
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Tennessee Angel Senior Member
since 2000-06-03
Posts 661Tennessee |
I love it! I love it! I love it! "Walking swiftly in the night precarious" Oh, I love that line. There is something about the night that can be scary and exhilerating...lonely and peaceful...a million contradictions wrapped up in one. Yes, I do believe I'll have to print this one. Great Job! "That man has shown himself great who has never grieved in evil days and never bewailed his destiny." --Seneca |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Mike-- another beautiful painting and so full of lonely contemplation...I can feel your pondering from here. Hugs! |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Sounds as if you have been one acquainted with the night, Mike. Thanks for sharing...I always enjoy reading your work. Elizabeth And this I say to you: why? Why? Just tell me why, so I can understand. Why? |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Wow, Mike this is breath taking. Lovely ~netswan |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Thank you kindly for your comments. Appreciate the replies. |
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