Night Time Rush

 

 

A teardrop of Moon sits low over valleys of shadow

And above a standing army of dandelion clocks too

And when the purple night breeze rises high

A million floating time seeds fill the twilight air

 

Precariously drifting to some hopeful meadow

Some are carried up to the foothills of Star mountain

And some are swept low to drown in dark waters

While the bulk silently fly in the middle air

 

Those that are not prey to nightbirds on the wing

Manage to touchdown like a parachutist landing

Onto the soft, wet and fertile soil

In the desperate journey of the night time rush

 

Reviews

[Lisasview]

Good morning Leigh ( youngest sisters middle name...),
First poem I have read of yours and first poem I have rad this morning...
Just in from hours of gardening...mainly weeding..due to all the rain...so it seems it was meant to be that I read your lovely flowing poem..
Lisa, now in Spain

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ha have you been reading my book Witches Seed? Lol. Lovely depiction of natures quirky way of being Leigh.

[Pryde Foltz]

How exciting this journey of a seed. Very nice.

[Hailey Shay]

Such a fantastic use of imagery and imagination. Really Beautiful!

[R.A. Youngblood]

Imaginative, tender, wonderful. Makes me feel better. Thanks for sharing. :D

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Such delicate brushstrokes in this beautiful "word painting". I like many things about this, but most I was drawn to the imagery and the "feel" that the words evoked. I felt a delicate tenderness in this write, even through the sense of slight foreboding. Well done.

[Ezekiel Silver]

An extraordinary poem with imaginative and original subject matter. Great imagery too! Also, you should probably get rid of the "to" on the second to last line. :)

[gombeggar]

interesting and enticing pic 2 begin with...

And above a standing army of dandelion clocks too --outstanding line ...this whole thing has a kalediscope of images in it