A Rhyme At Night
Night has cast her darkened net
over the sphere of the bold,
gently laying out the black
starred with orbs foretold
Sheets of mist bedaub the earth
glistening strands of green,
second shades stain the trees
daubed with a greying sheen
Golden flowers rise to greet the night
opening their petals of soul,
swaying slowly with no might
within this a story unfolds
Cicadas croon to the southern Imps
it echoes along a tight string,
the grasshoppers not to be outdone
begin to raucously sing
Eventide sweeps across the skyline
in moving shadows of light,
in it dip the sleeves of my soul
within is the body I write
Across the cusp a half moon of life
begins to spill into day,
retreating from the growing bright
down my being must lay
Copyright © Jayne Eggins | Year Posted 2014
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