David Harris

Gold Star - 4,611 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Nocturnal - Poem by David Harris

As the light of day descends
and darkness falls like a shroud
covering everything, in its wake,
the night becomes alive
and the nocturnal creatures awake.

The shriek of an owl
swooping silently on wing,
and the shadows of a bat
silhouetted in aerobatics
under the moonlight.

Struggles of life and death
are hidden from our eyes
when the night becomes alive
and the nocturnal creatures
hunt to survive.

7 April 2012

Comments about Nocturnal by David Harris

  • (4/8/2012 10:22:00 PM)

    Night really becomes alove thro your verse. (Report) Reply

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  • Hans Vr (4/8/2012 6:20:00 PM)

    Very poetic observation of the night and all the activities of the night (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 8, 2012

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