Shadows

Crossing dark river’s tumbles and flows

Moon blesses night with her many shadows

Behind tree trunks black as black crows

Lurking in dark spots where light never glows

 

Deep night’s creatures come out to prowl

Wilderness Wolves raise heads to howl

Owl’s watching, join with night’s attributes

With swiveling head sending haunting hoots

 

The frail Deer, timid mid day’s bright light

Steps silently, hidden by shadow of night

Furtive Field Mice scurry about very wary

A Coyote sends forth a crisp commentary

 

Excess noise of day has faded away

To Greenwich mean time, it must obey

Even should noisy Bluejay have little to say

Litanies of lovers still enjoy making hay

 

All changes, when morning brings light

Night’s creatures scurry back out of sight

Bunnies burrow back beneath bristly brush

As mankind starts another days’ rush