Remeniscent
Longing for Quieter Times
The moon was still low in the sky
But would soon outshine the stars
We sat, silent, you and I
On that old porch swing of ours.
*
Words weren't needed or desired
On those sultry Southern nights.
Life was simple and wood-fired,
Far from noise and city lights.
*
Conversation seemed superfluous.
Oh, we knew each other well.
Just to be there was enough for us
He stood before the gates of hell.
*
The world has turned and we've grown older
Time's been kind in many ways,
Though the nights seem somewhat colder
And I miss those quiet days
*
And the nights we shared together
With a sea of stars above,
In that warmer, Southern weather,
Silent, sated, lost in love.
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About the Creator
Dana Crandell
Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist
My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity
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Comments (5)
This was soooo beautiful! Loved it a lotttt!
Nicely done. Very lovely. I saw that line and knew which challenge it was for Dana.
d-bud ~ "Reminiscent" of my late Valentine and me on our creaky balcony swing..! Thanks for the lovely memory..! j-bud
Absolutely gorgeous! Go Dana!
I expect this will do. Excellent words Dana