This is a tavern tale of my recent midnight stroll. Donna J. Fennel
MOONLIGHT EVENSONG ®
Original, dream-sculpted ode poetry for Harmony by Donna J. Fennel.
Quilled on this 27th day of November, 2004 while destiny we explore.
O, moonbeamed dreams now incarnate flight ~
Bound for their nocturnal nebulae of night.
Tho my mind languishes to carry me under ~
Alas, I am so deprived of my eventide slumber.
As startling staccato of yonder whip-o-will ~
Instills intrigue to investigate treble and trill.
While sinister shadows stain chamber’s wall ~
My pet cats persuade me to tread down my hall.
Lo, I be absconded of slumber’s splendors, now ~
As I remove perspiration from my perplexed brow.
O, I have tossed and turned this evening ere long ~
‘Til I now be seduced by yonder moonlight evensong.
Alas, I summon act of valor to enter nocturnal doors ~
As night temptress insists that her world be explored.
Marveled mistress moon cascades ‘cross creamy clouds ~
Beaming her embodiment proud, while her they shroud.
Mine eyes now swiftly adjust to the Celestine stardust ~
Uncovering a satiating, scintillating scent of deer musk.
Cascading comets tease tendriled tentacles streaking fast ~
Staining yonder sister stars, for their spell they well cast.
An aphelion of astronomical design offering dimension fine ~
Purveying perfect, panoramic precision they achieve to outline.
While our valley’s navel Ozark mountains coddle and cradle ~
Luna releases her oyster-essence pearls, while evening unfurls.
Hearken crickets unharmed directing such symphonious charm ~
As cackling coyote laughter echoes, meant not to alarm or harm.
Kiss of eve’s mesmerizing mist surreptitiously caresses my cheek ~
As seductress of moonlight evensong sashays atop mountain’s peak.
Stir now small semblance of nocturnal beasts in whispering wood ~
While indigo-laden realm reigns supreme in dream lingering beyond.
O, I be one heartbeat away from dread at homestead, as I should ~
Yet heart chirms while mind yearns to go beyond towards our pond.
Our dome home looms as abandoned sentinel, vanguard of my view ~
Massive mercenary watching o’er our mystic mountain myriad, true.
As its geometric form sanctions a space-age silhouette ere forlorn ~
Yet omnipotent and omnipresent against acreage of strangest hue.
Alas, I be overwhelmed by galactic realm and charm offered by this
Titillating twilight, enticing me to seek trove of rapture I am after.
As I covet to steal yonder Pegasus constellation from his repose bliss ~
Riding this noble breed of steed while he leads, reveling in his capture.
A midnight pony ride, akin to Paul Revere’s sojourn in days of yore ~
Visiting vast world beyond ours here, entering farthest galactic shore.
Merry moon spirit, embrace me now in your cradle of opalescent arms ~
Swoop and loop me towards star sea, beckoning to sample their charms.
Ah, ‘tis hallowed hour whence I do conjure most brilliant of schemes ~
‘Midst midnight theme, for if I soon awake I be lost in nocturnal dream.
Yea, I possessed nonesuch conception my wondrous world welcomes here ~
‘Midst nebulae of heavenly Harmony’s nurturing night, my land ere dear.
I am dazed by glistening glaze of Vernal green grass, as it tickles my feet ~
Nature’s device does entice me to seek sleep, before brimming morn’s heat.
Yet my fractal, indigo-bathed forest appears frenzied with activity there ~
While yonder owl and cricket beckon, I reckon, to enter their lulling lair.
Comes now hour whence I dauntlessly dare to stroll towards forest fanfare ~
Lisp and wisp of wanderlust wind, overtured by stream’s hiss seducing me.
O, I be now bless’d with view of fantasia fawn quenching insatiable thirst ~
For so like me, she cannot sleep, also bound by this enigmatic nocturnal curse.
Hearken cry of timber wolf as it resounds, hushing most of woodland sound ~
While he surmises to act as squire to a black bear in Holy Hill’s cavernous lair.
Moonlight evensong beauty surrounds and abounds, while mine heart pounds ~
Memories I shant forget to treasure evermore, as I bid adieu to sensuous sounds.
I have learned much tonight, as I return to my dome home bless’d with delight.
Venturing towards mine bedroom chamber, this world unfurled appears tamer.
Entering comfort of my home, tho tonight I had valiantly rambled and roamed ~
‘Midst myriad of moonlight evensong, I recollect that there is no place like home.
Alas, none shall destroy or dishonor the happiness to me midnight hour brings ~
For I have ceremoniously stumbled into secrets embedded in this rapturous realm.
Such titillating treasure trove in my own grove, kingdom where night bird sings ~
Celestial constellations in perfect formation, while the Lord gently steers His helm.
O, indeed, ‘twas a lesson I had discovered during operetta of nebulous night ~
That sanctuary awaits and anticipates us, nestled in nucleus of eve’s lulling lair.
Venture there if thee dares, for ye shall find night is replete with magical delight ~
Embracing those curious and cautious with coddling care, for I have been there ...
®2004-09 Donna J. Fennel, Owner of Donnadreamland. All rights reserved.®
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