Eventide Poem by Madhavi Grace

Eventide



I stop,
by the lake side,
on a road wide,
at eventide

On floating weeds,
few pelican`s still,
as darkness creeps,
on the hill

The bell chimes
from a church not old,
breaking the silence
through waves of gold....

A tiny bird
flies along,
tweeting merrily,
in my song!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 06 October 2020

Eventide is such a beautiful word- -and the images glorify it! ! !

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