Tags nocturnal
This GiftA Poem by DoreenI hunt the night, I cannot rest,'tis blood that I do crave.For centuries, nocturnal life,to which I am a slave.Yes, fear me, for I need to feed,I will.. |
NOCTURNAL PIECESA Poem by Wicahpias in nocturnal song ... |
Night OwlsA Story by Georgina V SollyA family decides to adopt a young girl, and then move to a new home. |
A Bright CatchA Poem by Serena KayeIt's horrid, I know, My first attempt at a happy poem in a while.. |
Stars.A Poem by akihsnaThe night-sky glimmers with immobile firefliesConstantly twinkling to amaze our eyes.Sometimes they love playing hide- and- seekTogether with the clou.. |
The Book Of Mortalitas NocturnaA Book by Spectra Nox |
Lullaby #2A Poem by I Cast a ShadowFrom a collection of lullabies that I wrote/have been writing. |
Lullaby #3A Poem by I Cast a ShadowBe you still and still may you be Like the high moon; silent and free Like the firm ground; trunk of a tree Strength ‘n the comfort with you .. |
Lullaby #4A Poem by I Cast a ShadowList’ning eyes open is too hard to do List’ning eyes closed gives mind’s eye a clue When at night -- soundless -- the universe dro.. |
Lullaby #5A Poem by I Cast a ShadowThe sandpiper calls to you in the night The crickets chirp sweetly nocturnal delight The night is in ways more alive than the day Yet the quietus o.. |
Lullaby #6A Poem by I Cast a ShadowThe ocean breeze hushes, whispers, and breathes Tides drone on endlessly so minds can conceive The shore is thy comfort; feel warmth in the sand In.. |
Lullaby #7A Poem by I Cast a ShadowTranquility knows you ‘n your weary day It pulls you, it calls you, but patient it stays For your tired eyes weighing more and more Resistanc.. |
Lullaby #8A Poem by I Cast a ShadowThis one is my favorite of the collection |
Lullaby #9A Poem by I Cast a ShadowI dreamed for nights on the jonquil That proved to me a false repose I dreamed for days behind a quill To find the truth within a rose |
Lullaby #10A Poem by I Cast a ShadowAgo on a bank grew a Gardenia ‘n a Rose They knew each other’s roots better than the trees knew the vines Then had come the Winter with .. |
TOMORROW MAYBE FOR THE MOONA Poem by kublakhan2708 11 13 |