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Nightfall

The graceful pine stood proud and tall A huge silhouette by nightfall Nearby the Indians' canoes moved swiftly through the streams While the children slept and rode wild ponies in their dreams The stars lit the silent shadowed plains Pierced by shrill whistles of passing trains

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Susan Ashley

Date: 3/14/2018 7:56:00 PM

I love the atmospheric quality your imagery gives to this beautifully expressed poem, Mubarika. Your imagery also tempts and teases the senses, especially as your last two lines add a layer of intrigue, as well, to your superb verse. Warmest wishes. ~Susan

Mubarika Sami
Date: 3/14/2018 9:11:00 PM

Thank you so much for your comments, Susan. I wrote this poem when I was 17 but made a few changes today, many years later!