Tags Evening
When Evening FallsA Poem by Kelly ScheppersWhen evening fallsl miss the rush of his hands upon me~never more than when l slip into a dress that zipsthe entirelengthofmy back. .. |
Ain't Never SeenA Poem by Healing StarIt will all return - what you give away, what you lose, I promise you it will all return. Like the many rivers to the sea. |
NightA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereThe wing of the Falcon brings to the king, the wing if the crow brings him to the cemetery. Muhammad Iqbal |
Good morning, eveningA Story by Lou TracyFor those whose writing is married to the night. |
Thunder-headA Poem by Samuel PennellI. Mathematical ShadowsThe people I went to high school with weren't really people,they were ghostsI went to high school with hallways full of shadows.. |
The Cinder of the SunA Poem by Samuel PennellThe cinder of the sunThe sun isan ember,glowing orange and lowin the skyIt is a burning cinder, like incense with a trail of smoke rising up off of it.. |
For AnaA Poem by Alfred KukitzAs Evening Falls to NIght |
How cool!A Poem by Robert RonnowHow cool!this early summer eveningafter a day so oppressiveeven we New Yorkers move painstakingly.The breeze in sumac treesso why am I not more conten.. |
Words for BirdsA Poem by Robert RonnowFirst person singular prohibited. In orderto be more crow.War! war! war! war! war!Then there's that lowland wetland birdaround the stunted red pines c.. |
My Favorite Time of DayA Poem by SunbearMy favorite time of the day Falls between evening and night When the mountains are but silhouettes And the stars begin twinkling bright. .. |
A Breath of EveningA Poem by StrzTime yields to beauty in silent awe,Bathed gold by incandescent master.A reverie broken by the raven's caw,Shadows dance and gather, growing ever fast.. |
How dark is the night?A Poem by Gerry LegisterThe darkest hour is just before the dawn |
Observing the NightA Poem by Gerry LegisterNights is the most beautiful time to let our imagination explore the galaxies |
A Second Night out.A Poem by Ken Simm.I slept out this time. |
To speak a few words about air rising.A Poem by Ken Simm.Speaking in a landscape. |