Peace In The Wood

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A Poem by C.T. Bailey

The serenity and peace will surround you while spending a night and day in the wood....

A setting sun and a rising moon,
The evening falls as Swifts swoon.
An aria to the darkness still,
Softly sans the Whippoorwill.

The stars above and the dew below,
A Mockingbird's song is in full throw.
Echoing through the wood with might-
A Barn Owl cries out in the night.

A rising sun and a setting moon,
I hear the splash of a waking loon!
Slicing through the morning mist-
A crow resounds without resist.

Clouds adrift and a breeze on low,
Hawks dance high with their beaus.
Alighting upon a fencerow wire-
Drone the doves, a mournful choir.

A setting sun and a rising moon,
Peace in the wood is coming soon.
Stillness at last, the soul is at rest-
Swifts overhead, the Sun in the West.

© 2008 C.T. Bailey

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Nancy Lee Shrader

That was beautiful. I could almost hear the call of the Wipporwill and the Mockingbird. The Barn Owl screeches in my ears. The rhyming was well done. My favorite part of this piece was,

The stars above and the dew below,
A Mockingbird's song is in full throw.
Echoing through the wood with might-
A Barn Owl cries out in the night.

Before I go, I liked the ending as well. It spoke to the completeness of the forest home

A setting sun and a rising moon,
Peace in the wood is coming soon.
Stillness at last, the soul is at rest-
Swifts overhead, the Sun in the West.

Keep up the good work and I will keep giving you glowing reviews.