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July 14, 2005

Prose and Poetry

Newfallen Night

Crickets serenading the newfallen night.
Azure blue clouds drifting aimlessly across the sky.
The slightest whisper of the wind as it caresses your face.
A perfumy hint of the promise of rain.
The waxy glimmer of the moon, haloed in the heavens.
Blades of grass waving and flowing like crests upon the ocean.
Silhouettes of the trees bracing up the nebulous veil.
The horizon melding into the ground like a canvas of darkness.
Stars erupting in patterns that sing to the eyes.

(Written by me on 9/8/2002, recovered from livejournal.)

Posted by Ravennacht at July 14, 2005 04:11 AM Posted to Prose and Poetry