Few bats fly, hidden from view
As the sky gets darker, I look up into the dusky air
I catch a glance of deer retreating to the forest
The only sound is from the crickets chirping
The setting sun turns the sky a purple and blue hue
The air gains a certain chill
Fireflies dance under the foliage of the trees
A crescent forms, standing out from the stars
The gray wolf howls to his pack
Some light mist swirls around slowly
This is a summer night
Author notes
Please comment, I want to know what I can do better. Stop Tinselpool from pinning me down.
A contest entry
- So You Think You Can Write by skyviewexpress.
600 points, ended November 11, 67 entries
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Do you like it? Anything I could work on?
Comments
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i think that it is great, i love the way that the first line catches you, there is a lot of imagery here too
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Nice! Loved it through and through. Keep writing, and try using a new variety of words, I've seen them used before in your last poem. Don't take the crititism personally, it will only help you. Great job, and keep writing! Don't stop!
Keep writing, keep imagining, keep laughing,
the panini
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