Chuck Wills Widow

The lonely chuck-will’s-widow,

Calling of your name

In the evening twilight ticking air…

Marks time spent away

By the old oaks annual rings

She offers a gift, and sings to me her prayer.

She understands our emptiness

She sings to it, a sweet berceuse

To surround us in melody

Chasing away all our despair

I recognize our loneliness, together it mates

With sobering tweets and trills

And hope she knows I am here for her

The thought bring us both to tear

We no longer hold love so near

Else we move forward out of darkness together,

And displaces all alone the bugbear

Marking time in the darkness

Of the cold night veneer

In harmony, I hum her woeful song

Keeping hearts company threadbare

Together, her and I

Sing of the greatest of love affairs

~m

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One comment

  1. jbcowgill · February 8

    Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.

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