I Sing The Night Alive

Alone, I hold the shimmer of you

Between fingers splayed,

As they play the music of your name.

 

Alone, the moon washes away

The burden of distance

Within the numinous glow of the star-saturated night.

 

Trees, ripe with pendulous branches

Sway to the hum of temptation

And brush the waiting earth

With tremulous forethought.

 

And, so clothed in cloak of leaf and bark,

I turn to you

And sing the night alive.

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2011

Reviews

[Neville]

And sing she did so sweetly, though with words and minus tune or melody except that which she created in my head with her words when she sang the night alive.... Lovely, N

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you Neville!

[Neville]

My pleasure entirely. N

[Abdul Aziz]

Magical indeed. I quite like how you do not dumb down your vocabulary to appease the masses. Because you do not assume that the masses are dumb. I see "numinous" is a word you like very much. It is one of my favourites too! I have nothing much else to say, but that this is brilliant. I enjoyed reading this.

[bob, small b. aka invs]

this is magical. you had me at the title. the rest of the poem is frosting on the cake.

[Searching 4 Serenity]

Has a fluent flow to it. Very enchanting I'd say

[Me]

this is wonderfully awesome writing

[Susanna F]

This left me breathless - the music, the moon, the trees, all thick with emotion and connection. Amazing short piece that says so much.

[Joiedevivre]

oh so beautiful! the words all important and appropriate, the overall effect translucently romantic.

[Aidz]

A touch of nature, sent to sing this song.. beautiful

[Dahlia Phoenix]

I find this very beautifully written from my view. Just reading touches my heart to know how alive one can be when we are open about such things. Good poem.

[STAR CHILD]

oh how wonderful