night song

meandering stream of consciousness that just hit me... I will fix it later, experimenting with the flow.

I remember how it was,

back then...

 

riding in the back of a pick up, with the wind whipping through my hair.

The stars were out as I lay there smoking a cigarette, in complete awe.

There was a peaceful silence except for the hum of the tires

smoothing over the seams in the road, just rolling, rolling along...

 

We'd pass the occasional wet land and the bull frogs would be

worshiping their mates with their love song mantras,

and the crickets would be playing their romantic violins... 

crooning their tunes to together, interwoven in the night stillness.

 

The breeze washed my hair with these sounds, the thin wisping fingers

massaging my mind and caressing my soul...soothing...soothing...

 

My eyes would close and I would breathe in this night's freshness

and I would be reborn again ~still knowing all I had seen~

but baptized anew by God's Grace He had bestowed on me...

with this scene's beauty...this heaven on earth.

 

And for a moment I did not care about all that I had been through

as at that moment, I knew ~really knew deep in my core~

that everything was going to be ok,

and I was exactly where I was supposed to be...

and knew where I was going...

 

This night is like that...

and I Thank God and His Angels for this. 

 

 

Reviews

[Brianna Brie]

We'd pass the occasional wet land and the bull frogs would be
worshiping their mates with their love song mantras,
and the crickets would be playing their romantic violins...
crooning their tunes to together, interwoven in the night stillness.

Simply beautiful and calming not to mention romantic. Love this dreamy write.

[Mr. Lopez]

I really enjoyed the stop and smell the roses feel to this piece. If I had a dollar for ever time that I have felt this exact emotion well..... I wouldn't be a starving artist. You capture and bottled the words that have passed my minds lips yet never seem to reach my voice. Thanks for the memories. I also enjoed the visuals. I could almost feel the cool breeze myself. Great writing.

[Blackbirdsong]

This is really so glorious writing and I sincerely hope that you don't touch it or if you feel you have to, don't touch it too much. There are so many wonderful descriptions and images here...the bullfrogs, the sound of the road...it's all wonderful. You should write more like this...you have a definite gift for free flowing form.

[Genie]

I can smell and hear and feel it now! What a breath of much-needed fresh air this is -- pure and simple beauty well-expressed in poetry.

[Emily B]

The night is like that. . . a blessing in the moonlight. Soothing even to the most restless spirit.

[Poeticpiers]

beautiful sentiments described in poetic prose.Well worthy of a second read IMHo ivor

[Crystal Soul]

Heartfelt Memories...
Beautiful Write...

My eyes would close and I would breathe in this night's freshness

and I would be reborn again ~still knowing all I had seen~

but baptized anew by God's Grace He had bestowed on me...

with this scene's beauty...this heaven on earth.

[Yaooooooo]

Overall a good read, keep up the good work and feel free to send me a request when ever..
One!