Lance Carthen

Rookie (4-10-81 / Mineral Wells, TX)

Nightfall (Lance The Lonely) - Poem by Lance Carthen

The moon will set upon the pale blue sky.

Stars will shine to illuminate the night.

Silence shall engulf, lush country meadows.

Blue to grey, rivers turn, as the dark unfolds.

Crickets will chirp.

Owls will hoot.

Coyotes shall sing.

Whipperwills too.

Nocturnals begin their midnight hunt.

Raccoons, Possums, Snakes and Skunks.

Hunting their prey, carrying on.

Foraging for food before night becomes dawn.

As morning creeps on...

Skurrying back to their holes.

Sleeping and waiting...

For the next nightfall to come.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010

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