The stars sparkled against
the vast obsidian blanket,
stamping silhouettes in the
moonlight, when stillness
pervaded across the darkness.
The chirping crickets and
hopping frogs retired into
the trees as the world slept.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
The stars sparkled against
the vast obsidian blanket,
stamping silhouettes in the
moonlight, when stillness
pervaded across the darkness.
The chirping crickets and
hopping frogs retired into
the trees as the world slept.
A beautiful night poem. I especially like “stamping silhouettes in the moonlight.”
Thank you!