Frances Frost

(1905 - 1959 / Albans, Vermont)

Night Plane - Poem by Frances Frost

The midnight plane with its flying lights
looks like an unloosed star
wandering west through blue-black night
to where the mountains are,
a star that's come so close to earth
to tell each quiet farm and little town,
'Put out your lights, children of earth. Sleep warm.'

Topic(s) of this poem: flying

Comments about Night Plane by Frances Frost

  • Chinedu Dike (11/22/2015 5:56:00 PM)

    A lovely articulation of good train of thought, nicely encapsulated and insightfully penned with conviction. A beautiful poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Frances. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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  • Shakil Ahmed (11/14/2015 7:25:00 AM)

    you have penned beautifully, nice thoughts, thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Jesus James Llorico (11/14/2015 7:15:00 AM)

    A lovely poem, beautifully penned
    Keep writing.10 for this poem
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  • Gajanan Mishra (11/14/2015 6:47:00 AM)

    lovely and sweet, I like it, thanks.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 14, 2015

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