The Night I Did

When I first made the night, I did

The moonlight sloshed in jars

I pulled the blackness overhead

And pinned it there with stars

I spilled the moon a puddle

Like a ghost it rose aloft

I waved a gentle breeze, I did

A whisper in the trees, I hid

A lullaby, to ease the lid

A silence, butter soft

 

I revelled in the night, I did

The void I’d cut for me

I edged the world in silhouette

With silver filigree

I felt dewdrops clustering

In beads about my face

The creeping glow of dawn, I spy

A purple hint of morning sky

An hour overdrawn, am I

And slightly out of place

Reviews

[Papaya]

Charming poem with lovely imagery and really nice rhyming flow.
I liked your poem. :)

[Elizabeth J. Gelinger]

This is a very nice poem with a extremely vivid imagery and a beautiful way of describing things. I really enjoyed reading it.