With The Sun

With the setting sun
The wind laid low.

With the sleeping breeze
The night came forth.

In the velvet black
Stars were born.

Bright bounding stars
Dangling high.

A soaring owl
Surveyed the sod.

A country mouse
A tasty treat.

And with ease
Her chicks did eat.

Now the moon
Joined the troop.

To see what he
Might see.

His reflection
In a brook.

Offering a elk
A drink.

A grazing deer
Puffed hot air.

Then turned
On his tail to retreat.

In his haste
He woke the wind.

Covering the land
In a tiffany throw.

For that old Jack Frost
Was never Heaven sent.

But never the less
his cloak he cast.

As the first flush of day
Set the basin ablaze.

With the waking
Of the sun.

Reviews

[Lorry]

Methinks these words would suit a spoken word version, helping to paint your picture of words.
It was the first two lines that made me think that, but as I reread it, I kept looking for the "play now" button! 😃

[Arundass TP]

Interesting melodious poem. Beautifully written

[Ken Simm.]

A feeling of John Donne crossed with Aesop crossed with the Beatles. In other words great writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I just walked across my street to check my mail...and there were four deer grazing by it...they stared a minute or two and then took off.
I was wondering what they do in the black of night....and what they think of how we live...
are they jealous or do they smile and appreciate their own existence even more.
j.

[Cherrie]

Yes, the strange creatures that both feed them for our own pleasure and shoot them for the same. It would be something amazing to know their thoughts.

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem dear Cherrie. I adore the feel of the morning sun on my face. She make our world more beautiful and the green of the world. Grow. I liked how you described the sun and you told some tales. Thank you dear friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Cherrie]

I like to link the two whenever I can. 🙂 and as always I thank you my good friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Cherrie.

[Levi Levin]

Great writing Cherrie. I love reading the poems about nature.

[Cherrie]

Thank you Levi

[Levi Levin]

Your welcome