The solar eclipse,
On a day where cold nips
The sun half covered
By the moon which hovered
In front of the sun
The eclipse, has now begun.
Crickets chirp,
Owls get to work.
Sky go’s black,
In totality for only a little, before the moon heads back.
The solar eclipse, done like a flash,
Is all gone, and home you dash
The sunrise lays its beauty across the sky,
The wind steadily sways an ash tree nearbye,
The radiant sunlight makes joy to all around,
Even the mice, squirrels, cats and hounds.
The warm vibrant sun,
Out to bring more fun,
Heating the earth and its people with warmth,
And the previous cold is not mourned.
I stand there, wind knocked out of me.
In front of me: his majesty.
Quickly I bow as not to anger,
And the king raises his hand to keep order.
The room falls silent,
Comments
I'm happy to see more pieces about the eclipse, I didn't think I would! I absolutely love those little details about the owls and crickets, the night creatures mistakenly coming out of hiding to do their night things. Moreover, this piece just has such a good rhythm to it!
thanks!
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