Wade Blade

Rookie (1/24/1995)

Midnight - Poem by Wade Blade

Cold winter winds blown from the north
sending chills down their backs
Leaves of reds, and yellows
covering the earth's ground with its self

Lake of clear glass
absorbing the colors of a glowing moon
Smoothest grey clouds
dancing gracefully across the blackened sky

Stars of blue and white
filling the sky full of light
making the night oh so bright
Twelve o'clock
struck the grandfather clock.

The night turned still
and all was dark.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 22, 2011

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