Sounds of the Night

I heard a long whistle blow
as it rippled across the pristine
valley, full of glistening snow.
I felt the trees brush off the 
wind as that long, lonesome,
unlit train roared until it's end.

I shuttered deeply from the
bitter cold, for I sensed the
chill of the night's story had
yet to unfold.
Gathering my thoughts I looked
toward the sky and seen so many
stars twinkling undisturbed by
the sounds of the night.

Long glowing walkways through
the dark's horizon, slowly faded 
out of sight.
A nibble at my nose a true reminder
of Winter's frozen bite.
Quite now and stillness is all that is
left, since that lonesome whistle 
headed west.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Williams Avatar
March 18, 2015 at 7:42 AM
Hello Sharon, I've never lived in the bitter cold but your description of it certainly made me shiver. That means it was a very good write. Well done. Kind regards--John
Gulley Avatar
March 23, 2015 at 1:53 PM
Thank you John so very much. I am glad you enjoyed this write and have a wonderful day...sharon g.
Rashid Avatar
March 11, 2015 at 4:12 PM
SOUNDS GREAT..,,the walkways through dark horizon,,the nibble at nose..and the lonesome whistle heading to west at its end..! justifies what it would have been there and gosh the dark is oll here..i am still looking at the sky ...watching every fly
Gulley Avatar
March 16, 2015 at 12:04 PM
Thank you so much for your kind words. I am glad you enjoyed the read. Have a blessed day....Sharon G.
Curtis Avatar
March 1, 2015 at 6:20 AM
I remember these nights Sharon, I moved two thousand miles South to escape them and I'm prepared to do it again if necessary lol
Gulley Avatar
March 4, 2015 at 12:07 PM
Ha, Ha, Ha,Thank you for stopping by to read Jerry, always so nice to hear from you. God Bless....Sharon G.
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace