Meadow's Moonlight

Swaying grasses taunt the meadow
Egged on by a chilling breeze
Silently the stealth of an owl
Toys with the shimmering moonlight
As dark wings dance across her face
Grey wolves lurk amid the cold stones
A tinge of fall on the meadow
Final cut will start at daybreak
The loud smell of diesel’s warning
Alerts the meadow’s populace
The meadow’s moonlight did not lie
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Vaso Avatar
August 19, 2024 at 9:34 PM
Very beautiful poem, even if some wolves are jealous! I loved the last line.
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August 19, 2024 at 1:27 PM
A beautiful meadow invaded by man's invention, this poem describes the opening of the West. It is timeless. I enjoy.
George Avatar
August 18, 2024 at 9:04 PM
Owls... the nocturnal birds always arouse my curiosity. I wonder why they don't prey in day light ! The meadow and the owl stand out in your poem. Well composed, dear John.
Wolf Avatar
August 18, 2024 at 6:43 PM
Well, I am breaking the spell here. How can there possibly be 192 views on this poem without one single person leaving a comment?! ~ A married person
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