Daniel Cheeseman Poet I do not know?

Walking the Dark

The Owl hooted, the Badgers scampered
black and white suited. The Raven slept
with open eyes, as moon glow fell from
starlit skies. Silence broken by a babbling
brooke, and the Stag drank with a watchful 
look. Reflecting light from moonbeamed 
skies, and through the trees nature sighs.
On a post not far away, a Buzzard sits in 
wait for prey, cants his head left and right, 
all are feared this moonlit night. The word 
is peace as flowers sleep, awaiting sun for 
life to seep. And Gods tears in form of rain, 
will kiss and bless their growing frame. The
undergrowth hums a soothing tune, this
soulful night in midst of June. Where the
Nightjars echo these hallowed halls, and 
the Bats fly free on sonic calls. With all 
thats nigh I close my eyes, heed the 
breeze and its ghostly cries. In this I
understand, on nights like this I am 
never alone and eyes will follow where
ever I roam,

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Marty Owens January 31, 2010 at 5:02 PM I love the thought of "eyes following wherever I roam"...Enjoyed...Marty

January 30, 2010 at 1:50 PM I really like the line...And God's tears in form of rain." Nice use of imagery. Keep on writing and sharing your thoughts with us. Have a good weekend. Karen

Carolyn Devonshire January 30, 2010 at 11:52 AM This write creates quite a haunting mood filled with images of the creatures of the night. I relly like the way you explain how "God's tears in form of rain will kiss and bless their growing frames." Oh, to take a moonlit walk through this forest! Love, Carolyn

Swairik Das January 30, 2010 at 10:45 AM so haunted n so realistic....nice writing.

Scarlett Sepulvado Anderson January 30, 2010 at 9:27 AM This is such a visual poem. So visual I was right there with you. Maybe the scary part is all a matter of perspective. It sounds eerie yet leaves one with a sense that the eyes that are following you is God and not something bad therefore leaving one with a sense of hope. Nice dichotomy. I can really dig into this one. Thanks for sharing with me.

Jeralynn Clark January 30, 2010 at 9:18 AM It's interesting, Are dark walks scarrier in the city or the dirt road country? I guess it depends on the animals! Great write Jeralynn

Jeralynn Clark January 30, 2010 at 9:17 AM It's interesting, Are dark walks scarrier in the city or the dirt road country? I guess it depends on the animals! Great write Jeralynn

Sara Kendrick January 30, 2010 at 8:32 AM Very intriguing write here in this one. I felt that I was going along on the night trail with you. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara