Alma Frances McCollum

(7 December 1879 - 21 March 1906 / Ontario)

Where Sings The Whippoorwill - Poem by Alma Frances McCollum

Golden-Gray the twilight lingers
In the glory of the west,
Where the whippoorwill is singing
And the lake is lulled to rest.
Every leaf has stilled its motion,
Listening for silent Night,
And across the placid water
Floats a path of golden light.
Gliding o'er its glowing lustre
Gentle Night meets tired Day,
Veiling his resplendent glory
As he slowly steals away.
Now the gray has lost its golden,
Dusky shadows gather deep,
Where the whippoorwill is singing
And the lake is lulled to sleep.


Comments about Where Sings The Whippoorwill by Alma Frances McCollum

  • Gold Star - 14,297 Points * Sunprincess * (2/3/2014 8:07:00 AM)

    ......I like this title very much....
    So similar to my where mockingbirds sing all day.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 9, 2012



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