Night's Magic

Submitted by Emilee on Wed, 09/26/2012 - 18:54

My title is lame, I am aware. If you clicked on this even though the title is lame, thank you! I hope you enjoy it, a comment would make my day!
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Night Magic

The crisp clean light fades idly by
The warming orange sun goes down
The once bright earth lies all in shadow

The darkness surrounds thickly, blinding
The silence falls everywhere, deafening

The chirping birds burrow down
The flowers seem to vanish
Darker things claim the time

The owls above ominous, watching
The wolves below lurking, hunting

The darkness covers everything
As magic roams everywhere
If only you could see the wonder

The stars above break through, beginning
The moonlight finally pervades, glowing

New noises claim the darkened air
The source unknown is feared
The beauty there is ignored

The crickets carefully hiding, singing
The coyote’s song to the moon, haunting

What you can’t see is not to fear
The beauty longs to be discovered
Hidden by the handicap of sight

Author's age when written
17
Genre
Poetry
Tags
nature
night

Comments

Lucy Anne

Mon, 10/01/2012 - 00:55

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Good job! The description is good. My favorite is the last stanza. I like this poem because of the words and the context--night.
The darkness surrounds thickly, blinding
The silence falls everywhere, deafening
That's another verse I enjoyed.

I actually think this isn't a lame title. I read this because of the title. :) You could, change it to Night's Magic...

"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson

Anonymous (not verified)

Mon, 10/01/2012 - 02:25

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I'm glad you liked it! The title change is a good idea, i'll have to do that! The last stanza is my favorite as well, that was actually what I started with! Thank you so much for your kind words :)

Arthur

Mon, 10/01/2012 - 20:59

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I love the sounds of the night, and am very glad that you didn't leave out crickets!

"The beauty longs to be discovered"

"My greatest wish for my writing is that it would point you to the Savior."

Maddi

Mon, 10/01/2012 - 23:59

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Mmm, beautiful. The title wasn't lame before you changed it....like Lucy, I read it because of the title! I just didn't get around to commenting.... before you changed it of Lucy's idea. Yes, beautiful job.

"Hidden by the handicap of sight."

That wraps it up wonderfully.

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

Anonymous (not verified)

Tue, 10/02/2012 - 03:48

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I'm glad you all liked it! Especially since everybody seemed to like a different part! And my title's lame, you guys are just too nice!

Emilee

Tue, 10/02/2012 - 03:54

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Thank you all so much! I think it's awesome that everyone liked something different! This is one of my only poems that I've named, my best friend names them for me, that's probably why I think it's lame!

A poem begins as a lump in the thoat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness -Robert Frost
Emilee @ http://fantasticalpaperrealm.blogspot.com/

Kassady

Tue, 10/02/2012 - 17:00

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This is breath taking poertry! This is a perfect example of really, really, really good poetry! I loved it! So very fantastic! Your title is very catching, not at all lame! LOL! LOVED IT!

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!

Madeline

Tue, 10/02/2012 - 18:35

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Hidden by the handicap of sight

That line was utterly brilliant. Wording like that never occurs to me, so it always strikes me as beautiful and clever when other people find ways to describe things like that. :)

I really enjoyed this poem. You touched upon everything that involves night--fear, magic, darkness, beauty. Great job! And the title is perfect.

Great job!
-Homey :D