Webster Defined

I know this night

Allow me to define

Temperature just right
Songbirds dancing in the dusk
A perfect ambiance

I know this night well, I say!

Yet still unready to admit
The aloneness of it
The how I see clearly
The what that she has that I should have

Trepidation as stars begin their show
Is all the what that I have

My big, demure eyes
My young, smooth skin
I’d trade her for her treasure
Then maybe in the mirror see
Somebody you love


A notion arose
With the rain
The light
The flower petals each

The hope shone
Then on bird’s wing
On bee’s brow
On childrens’ wisdom hence

On truth’s dusk
Where with Autumn chill
With anguished pill
With hope debrided