On a moonlit calmed evening shore,
a breeze wafting over the moon's
rosy haze and traffic noise fading
to a muted roar there
by the ebbing fluid tide,
a careless guest,
bemoaning the quiet there
on that peaceful beach,
shattered the calm with a tinny
revel air;
then was silenced by the plaintive
wail of somewhere, a train whistle
sounding forlorn as,
groaning on its darkening rail
it rounded a sharp bend
and met its own horn.
I waited for the night to reclaim
its calm, then for the morning's
uncertain glow to become a bright
paisley realm and a scrappier tune blow;
The charged aura of the sun's hold
altering from forlorn to roar
its wonted bold.
August 26,1997
The poet's notes helped clarify what was going on in the poem. An incredible experience, to b sure.
Superb poetry....................I enjoyed it.........10 on 10.
I waited for the night to reclaim its calm, then for the morning's uncertain glow to become a bright your struggles, your fears and the final joy and peace in the morning. you have done well to write and to articulate your feelings with chosen words. thank you dear poetess
Indeed, you really captured the essence of your experience, and that's what separates a good poem from the mediocre one. The words were carefully chosen. The sentences well articulated. Overall, a beautiful piece of poetry. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I appreciate your dedication to write this poem love the nature challenge the life lest life challenge you bravo