Classic poem of the day
Where the pheasant roosts at night,
Lonely, drowsy, out of sight,
Where the evening breezes sigh
Solitary, there stray I.
Close along the shaded stream,
Source of many a youthful dream,
Where branchy cedars dim the day
There I muse, and there I stray.
Yet, what can please amid this bower,
That charmed the eye for many an hour!
The budding leaf is lost to me,
And dead the bloom on every tree.
The winding stream, that gl......
Member poem of the day
Night fugue, a rocking chair revelry,
tranquility, a subtle benign backdrop,
stillness after hour moonlit blush,
pearlescent pin drop muted by night,
black ink curtain’s gaunt phantom cordon,
to dream world bereft of burden or angst,
squeaking window, drawn blinds,
svelte whisper,
sigh in satin pillow, anxious relief,
tangible wall silent wall as quietude,
I saunter, loose limb aplomb, without dread,
heart of nocturn...
