A Summer Night's Serenade

Zemde

Running on a midnight errand.

Feet are fleeing, ravens scaring.

Turning ever into the speckle sprinkled starry night

 

Satyrs frolicked, hooves click clacking.

Trees were groaning,

twigs were snapping.

Ants a-marching,

spiders napping,

Underneath the twilight's twinkling sleepy secret sigh.

 

Perfumed air and baby dewdrops,

Summer sweetgrass whispering true-loves.

Moonlit beams revealing ghost resting on pollen's respite

 

Up we marched into the hilltops.

Kids in flip-flops,

Dogs and brown hogs.

Fairies flitting,

nymphs a-swimming

Eagerly to see the sight.

 

Then, amidst the starlit hilltop

grew a tree of moss and hyssop.

Flowers dripping with a softly glowing nectar smelling sweet and light

 

 

So they drank the nectar deeply.

Tumbling, laughing,

dancing freely.

Booming, roaring,

whispering meekly.

Before travelling back to their homes awaiting morning light.

  • Author: Zemde (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 23rd, 2021 00:50
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  • L. B. Mek

    If only, we could actually Sale
    an appreciation of Nature's gifts
    to our Youth
    like we so expertly Market, that Pagan xmas Tree
    and those Capitalist virtues, we adorn it with....!!!
    (Another, well 'thought out' and exceptionally Vivid write,
    thank you for choosing to share, dear poet):
    'Up we marched into the hilltops.
    Kids in flip-flops,
    Dogs and brown hogs.
    Fairies flitting,
    nymphs a-swimming
    Eagerly to see the sight.

    Then, amidst the starlit hilltop
    grew a tree of moss and hyssop.
    Flowers dripping with a softly glowing nectar smelling sweet and light

    So they drank the nectar deeply.'



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