A meadow, wind blowing gently.
Grass bending, swaying, and bending again.
Sun, sinking low into the soft-colored sky.
And bright, radiant colors fill the one blue meadow.
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Awesome nocturnal imagery poem! Enjoyd each fine line.
This is fabulously wonderful! 10/10. 'Crickets start their nighttime symphony. And as for me, I start my night song.' Let this song be heard by all! 'I finish my made-up nocturne, I let my dogs out to enjoy the moonlight with me. As I bed them down, and owl rustles past. Another night, another dream.' Simply superb! And Amazing! Keep writing, dear friend!
One of the best poem sis! ! : D Give you a 10! And added it as my favorite list!