A Late Night Symphony Poem by Areese Woodson
A Late Night Symphony
Rating: ★5.0
Dew -
Hushed as umbras of indigo, smiling with winking gems.
A mysterious sun touches vines,
Sending their masks to the versing clouds.
Humming a story, were droplets -
Reflecting moments.
Ethereal winds ripple through visiting seedlings
And flow like water,
Composing a piece with instruments
Imitating their minds.
Monday, April 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: music
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5/8/2024 10:47:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I gave 10/10 short but you got my inner core