Poems on Nature - Blackout Poetry Notes

Time Brought Hope

Time brought hope to the world
for the coldness
melted fast
and heart full of connection
sprang from its being.

I gazed round
at the singing birds
nestling in among the foliage.

Glancing to the windows,
a glittering moon
lighted the garden mist
winding as a silvery vapor.

Rich pink, pale peach, smokey yellow,
violent orange, pale lavender, bright blue.
Color exploding in this life.

April was sweet and warm,
and trees in full bloom.
Revel in the spring fragrance.

There is a quiet warmth
sitting in nightgown
and staring
into the full moon,
alone.

I glanced up
and there above me,
in smothering embrace
of the August night
was the moon,
pregnant with light.

Aimlessly walk
the winter street
on a coldwind night
in Edinburgh.

The roaring
void of the universe
is a lonesome romance
of melted, molten stars
standing in the light.

The moonlight glow
began to melt away the new
for an enchanted, old, unknown world.