Still Of The Night (Rough Draft) © 14/4/09 Poem by Scott Daniels
Still Of The Night (Rough Draft) © 14/4/09
Day is dead
And Night grows old.
The road still lies there,
Paved with gold.
Meanwhile across the road...
The adolescent huddle of
Trees's surround the green.
In this town with nothing to do,
They're still unheard, Left unseen.
Whilst at the walkway...
The bois are intoxicated.
Illuminated by the solitary lamp
Bottles kicked through like leaves
On an Autumns night
By Scott L. Daniels
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4/24/2024 6:28:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the day joins to meet the night. a beautiful wonder, a beautiful sight the grass surrounds the trees in all its splendor waiting for the sun to surrender. all the beauty that is locked up inside for in the still of the night it tends to hide. that could be used as an add on. but the poem is gr8t. another ten