Tag: free verse

Night Talks

Let me picture silence,

By the pale moonlight.

Kissed by the breeze,

And serenaded by roos.

Dancing to the melody

Of dried and discarded leaves,

As the Queen moves to tire,

And her followers take heed.

And down in the pit,

Standing roadside on a bustling street,

I spy you from a green car,

Would you much rather be elsewhere?

So unaware of where to go next,

Do you lack my set destination?

To me you are a drifter, a solitary figure.

Camera; The hard artillery. The Artist, With all his bold labour, Could not have Finished this shoot on time, Execute.