(04/23/52 - xxxx / Spartanburg, South Carolina, USA)

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Nocturne

[from early poems,1970's, youthful attempts at voice]

Fogs of summer
Through the green
Stalks Will shake
Take sweetness
From the corn and
With their tassels
Make an infant's
Rattle soft like milk.

Fields under moonlight
Will silent be like silk
And my comfort brown.

Sounds sleepers make
Shall not be heard by me

Or anyone.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 08, 2009
Edited: Saturday, December 19, 2009


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  • Nimal Dunuhinga (12/17/2009 2:08:00 PM)

    Really a serenade and even the sound sleepers hear this melody!
    A song of a falcon in the serene sky.............go ahead friend.

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  • george george (12/8/2009 6:54:00 PM)

    Nice imagery here. A little poem that definitely draws a picture!

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