Behold Of The Splendid Ev'Nin' Poem by Valerie Dohren

Behold Of The Splendid Ev'Nin'

Rating: 5.0


Behold of the splendid ev’nin’
At the closin’ of the day;
The sun is a-slowly leavin’
And a-fadin’ soft away.

The mell’wing night is a-fallin’
So deep on the sleepy throng;
The birds are a-gently callin’ -
A-singin’ their sweet, sweet song.

All heads now are fast asleepin’
The land of dreams to abide;
All of their secrets a-keepin’
As within their beds they hide.

So until the bright new mornin’
In slumber all shall repose;
While awaitin’ for the dawnin’
When the daylight softly glows.

With all of the sunbeams dancin’
A-castin’ upon the trees;
And all of the birds a-prancin’
High a-flyin’ in the breeze.

So everyone then awake’nin’
Set to greet the comin’ day;
Of their secrets still a-keepin’
And a-hidin’ come what may.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shahzia Batool 14 July 2013

In Nature we find lessons of life, the poem is a daring and positive attempt with bearing a strong message...i can say i heard the poem not read, such is the effect of sounds and elision! ! !

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Heather Wilkins 11 July 2013

a beautiful write. nice presentation. I like this

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Kelvin Owusu 10 July 2013

this is amazing the structure and all just eloquent very soothing a peaceful poem loved it

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Joseph Anderson 09 July 2013

You lost your g on your keyboard but boy that worked out great. Cheerful, soothing and uplifting and a joyful read-good to the last word

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Hazel Durham 09 July 2013

Night falls as we await the dawn of a bright new day.! Serene and peaceful! Superb write!

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Walterrean Salley 23 July 2013

Soothing. A beautiful portrait with a good feel. Fantastic write.

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Patricia Grantham 18 July 2013

A beautiful poem and so magnificently written. You so demurely dropped the g on the ending of some of the words which adds a lovely effect. Sounds like its going to be a good night for sleeping amidst all that calm. An excellent write Val.

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Juan Olivarez 15 July 2013

Please excuse my spelling. Arthritic fingers. Lol.

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Juan Olivarez 15 July 2013

This is an absilute masterpiece. So like the work of William Butler Yeats. Of whuch you ate un the same class val.

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James Mclain 15 July 2013

Every May a song bird sings of what May used to be....iip

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