Night Cries
Haunting cries that pierce the blackness
Calls for mate the
Whip-o
Will.
Cloak of darkness
Covers
Hill.
Winds are calm and
Life is
Still.
© 2014 Jan Gars. All rights reserved.
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Love the mood you create with this one, Jan! I can hear the cries and breathe the stillness... you've got me on the edge of my seat.
ReplyDeleteVery nice! I agree, great mood with this.
ReplyDeleteI am getting so intimidated by the examples you've shown thus far. I'm not sure I'm up to the task!
ReplyDeleteDon't give up, Diane!
DeleteWonderful job on this one. Thanks for sharing it here.
ReplyDeleteWhip-o-will on the hill is still. Ah! Love the sounds of this zeno.
ReplyDeleteLike others, I love the mood you set. In just these few words, a story.
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