Night Walk


The birds trill as they soar from verdant green to green,

Harmony mixes with the subtle cacophony of cicadas

Filling the air with mystery and curiosity.

My home isn’t far away.


The stars dot the darkening sky,

The sun’s nocturnal partner rises.

He signals the evening met with howls and growls,

And the downy owl hoots an ominous whoo,

As if to cue the Moon’s imminent dominion.


Rain begins to patter among the trees,

But Sleep encumbers me as time begins to fade,

The bushes scrape me as I try find my way,

A trodden path illuminated by his light spots me.


It serpentines but I’m never lost

Despite Nature’s insistent attempts to lure me away

Night time is prime for everything but man

For darkness engulfs nature’s amiable green


A window, fire, disarray at bay

The forest is vast and dark but cradles my home with its verdant hands

While sleep hushes me away

Until there is a new day.

A Brief Sojourn Near the Lake

It’s a pleasant exile, though ephemeral.

With only a step into the warm blankets of sand and a whiff of fresh air,

One can easily affirm the elegance of the Lake.

Accompanied by the benign chirping of fowl

With an endless sublime view of blue.

Bring on the sunniest days of unremitting rays

For the breeze of the Lake is sheer.

But when Day is chased away by her grim brother the Night,

Gather the timbers and give a good light.

Bask in the fiery embers and gaze at the sun’s last farewell

As the imminence of Night comes near.

But the Lake is steadfast, and scintillating

even under Night and his luminous moon.

A sight you could enjoy for years and years.

Alas, it’s only for awhile.