Night

When your senses come alive

Breathe in.

 

The air is cool,

but thick with humidity.

 

The sky is dark blue,

haunted by the dark silhouettes

of trees.

 

Breathe out.

 

The grass feels soothing

beneath my tired

bare feet.

 

A gentle breeze brushes my skin,

telling me to

let go.

 

Breathe in.

 

Crickets are chirping

in the silent woods.

A car passes,

stirring gravel

on the unpaved road.

 

Breath out.

 

The smell of barbeque

still lingers in the air,

making my stomach grumble.

 

Another smell is vague,

yet always present.

 

The smell of relaxation,

and finally closing your eyes at

the end of a long day.

 

The smell of the sun setting,

and the moon rising.

 

The smell of…

 

Breathe in.

Breath out.

 

Night.

Author's Note

A poem I wrote last night while sitting on my porch.

Reviews

[Cal]

I just love warm summer nights. And playing werewolf during them. One of my favorite memories is playing werewolf at my church with Even Ben Sierra and whoever else was there that night. It was awsome...

[Aurora Lynn]

Wow, that was a fantastic poem! You such good imagery that I could picture absolutely everything. Very well done!

[realmwriter]

Damn that is beautifull, My favorite of yours thus far...

[TheConjuringCat]

Great job! I love how it focuses more on the senses instead of actions.

[Coyote Poetry]

A very nice poem. I like when night overtake the day. Dawn seem to make the world seem more of a mystery. I like how you create emotion with strong statements and a very good ending. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[PrincessZeldaWannabe]

Really awesome and beautiful, describes the night perfectly!

[Dark Angel ~]

You brought the night to life! Awesomeness :)

[stars are far]

lovely poem ..
i love more when night come cuz i would sleeep :)

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

A beautiful poem that brings the sights and sounds to life :)