Dark Night

_to cassidy_

a fire lights in the distance,

the wood crackles under the intence heat,

dancing in the wind,where words are whispered,

and dreams are feathered,dreamed, made up, until the time comes for the truth,

the rain will fall,

the fire will die,

however

the time will be reborn,

remembered,

in the lighting of each  fullmoon

lighting that cold,

dark night.

Reviews

[Grace Catherine C.]

Really, very beautiful, I enjoyed it.

[David Keagan]

First off, the picture is sick (in a good way of course). Second, I like the message you expressed, or at least i percieved. That message being that everything may end one way or another naturally, or artificially, as its suppose to but thats life. Just follow the direction thats familiar, born from our conscience

[Norma M Sutton]

Haunting

[just take a breath]

this is a nice, detailed, free verse poem :) awesome job

[Jeff]

Very descriptive at the beginning and a great way to end it.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Great Write!

[guiltyascharged]

That's nice. I like it.

[A.E. Reed]

I really like how you described the different things and how it felt almost like a dream (to me at least). XD
Really good job XD