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Night eyes

In the darkest night Glowing rounds creep across fields; Creature called Night Eyes. Mother Moon singing; Ethereal notes riding Silent silky breeze. Colored tapestry; Brightly painted planets dance In black lacquered sky. Flickering bright lights Air dancing across the grass; Fireflies in the night. Weaving fingers play Among windup dragonflies; Cattails by a pond.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 3/19/2019 12:50:00 AM
A mystical, magical eve indeed; a midsummers' night's dream; truly powerful, my friend.
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 3/19/2019 8:25:00 AM
Ooh, thanks.
Date: 3/18/2019 5:55:00 PM
The night is magical if we have eyes to see.
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 3/19/2019 8:25:00 AM
It truly is.
Date: 3/18/2019 10:23:00 AM
Beautiful imagery! I felt like I was out walking in the night for a bit of fresh air.
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 3/18/2019 10:40:00 AM
I am glad that you enjoyed the poem; thanks so much for your reading and comment.