Voices raised in Evensong
Day is done
Twilight near
Angels play hide and seek
Among the clouds of gold
Fly low
Descend
Play among the lesser folk
Kiss babies
Bless the sick and the old
Tuck in the children
Read a story book
Say good night
Evening out
A barfly flutters in the night
Drawn to the light
Drawn to the light
The tavern old
A tired display
Have a drink
Celebrate the day
Be my baby for just
One Starry Night
One Starry Night
August 27, 2014
12 comments:
beautifully descriptive ending in a sad note...
Wow, how precious the gold, the painting, the memory, the tone of gentle longing in a place to remember. This brought a tear.
I like this, Annell.
"Be my baby for just one starry night...." pings at the heart, my friend. I do love that starry night and the beautiful painting. Until I read the inscription I thought it might be one of yours! I love Vincent's night sky.
There is magic in this night out it starts with Van Gogh and ends with sweet words.
may the angels swing low
and shower you with blessings annell...smiles.
Have a drink
Celebrate the day
Be my baby for just
One Starry Night
For just one starry night when things are really moving! That'll be fun! Great take annell!
Hank
I like the second stanza the best.
Oh your night life is the stuff of fairy tales and all. loved the poem!
How beautifully you have taken us into the stars and Vincent's night...I hope that final wish came true... X
A barfly flutters in the night
So beautiful!!
Fly low
Descend
Play among the lesser folk
Kiss babies
Bless the sick and the old
Simple, yet so touching and moving... Beautiful
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