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nights I sit
with fingers curled
just above the keys –
and stare into the dark
that is my view
beyond the barn
a lantern sways –
flickering by wing
an early bed made good
by evergreen
quiet pours around me
as longing settles in –
was once before
I wrote –
and someone read
words were not for making
I have none of my own –
but music
lives in silence
lest I sing
the place I keep
beneath the board –
a universe becoming
of where I loved –
tis there I love again
echoes fold
within the fog
branches dip and marry –
moonlight pools in places
I belong
tips to touch –
the world awaits
in memory of creation –
cedar boughs to kiss
the willing page
tornadoday 
Such blissful moments shared with the nights sereness, and given to my mind a taste of natures heaven, that embraces the place where love still lives! Beautiful!
Thank you, Dear Wendell. I’m so glad you like this and that you can relate to the midnight musing. ~ Love, Bobbie
I enjoyed the feeling of “night quiet and music that lives in the silence”, very beautiful, Love, Linda
Thanks, Linda……. I suspsect it is a solitude you know (and keep) as well……..a sweet peace. ~ Love you, Bobbie
Found your use of diction created a really soft and comforting image here. Just what I needed after a rough day. So beautiful.
Thank you, Nessa. You’re very sweet to say so, and I surely hope your day has gotten better. Remember, always ‘look up’. ~ Love, Bobbie
Hehe, thanks Bobbie. Your poetry is of course always helpful in making my day better. ❤
🙂 Lucky me!
Ahhhh…..I loved the sensory and imagery….the feel was enchanting, and left me with a contented quietness….very beautiful….thank you, my friend for sharing…
Celeste
Celeste, you’re too kind. Thank you for the visit. I am blessed by both your presence and your words. ~ Love, Bobbie
And I LOVE this picture….it is gorgeous….so surreal….
Celeste
🙂
🙂 I like it too……….. everything about it screams ‘home’………
Were you to print this upon paper it would glow with inner moonlight, sashay like bending boughs, and surreptitiously whisper these same secrets you see at night. Beautiful! ~D
Then I should print ten thousand copies and sail them across the world………… 🙂 whispers of truth on wing……. Thank you, dearest Dan. ~ Love, Bobbie
Better get busy then!
Indeed………… 🙂