Night, The Elegant Lady Poem by elysabeth faslund
Night, The Elegant Lady
Night. The gentle hush on
Tiptoe, looking here...
Looking there...finding
Leaves on the ground
Which will be the coolness
Of dew in the morning.
Little creatures have gone
To bowers of grass under
Huge branches, blown
Down years before when
Night hosted a hurricane.
Nature's meticulous
Pruning. This night there
Will be nothing for the small
To fear. Quietness. Calm.
Night is getting the table
Of Morning dressed with
Elegant, silver, dew...for
Little things, birds, to sip.
Night cares for each, her own.
Elysabeth, This is very beautiful, soothing and has serenity; also has a romantic touch. Reminds me of Shelley's(?) moon walking the night in her silvery shoon. Love, Margery.
This is beautiful: rich imagery, elegant wording, and just a touch of the eerie. Great work, 'Lisbeth.
Elysabeth! Night, The Elegant Lady, tends her job well! Beautiful write! *10*! ! ! Thad
Night hosted a hurricane. Nature's meticulous Pruning. ______________ I like the contrast
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beautiful poetry Elysabeth, great imagery in words...10