The sun, a sheer glowing ball,
Falls in a rush of mahogany light
Smokey and palpable
Through the evening night
The air is dense and downy soft
The moon a thin reed flute
Whose solitary tune hearkens to the
Wavering, ethereal keening
Of wind among the creaking pines
The bone-white moon shines eerily
And the air is filled with
The faraway melody of bells
The taste of jasmine blossoms
Settles, glimmering imperceptibly
Over everything
Copyright ©: 2010
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Заключительная песня Кэрролла
- Morning Poem #6 by Wanda Phipps
- from The Tenth Elegy by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Владимир Корнилов – Арена
- Robert Burns: Composed In Spring:
- “`Know, Nature, like the cuckoo, laughs at law” poem – Alfred Austin
- The Bonnie Earl Moray poem – Andrew Lang poems
- On Hurricane Jackson
- To Mrs. M. B. On Her Birthday poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- I Will by Vishü Rita Krocha
- a laugh song by Raj Arumugam
- Василий Жуковский – Бородинская годовщина
- Федор Тютчев – К Нисе
- Олег Бундур – И до моря 15 шагов
- Why I Voted the Socialist Ticket by Vachel Lindsay
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