of a soft summer’s night.
Breeze lifting
the scents of
fresh sheets
and sprinkler-wet
cut grass.
And the crickets
conduct their lonely
lullabies,
and Jeff is
Letting me down gently
With his “Hallelujah, Hallelujah”s.
Here I am,
trapped in free air.
Refusing to set you free
while this silver night
only wants me to dance.
Author notes
Jeff Buckley has been with me through some pretty tough times in my life, this one being amongst them. He and his music are my muse and inspiration.
Basically, this poem is about one night when I was depressed after the loss of my first real love, and I went outside to sit in the grass and think. It was just me, my headphones playing my Jeff softly, and nature, and it was one of the most amazing experiences in my life. That night, I saw not one, but two shooting stars, and I felt like the night was just clear and beautiful and only for me. I don't think I ever felt so one with nature as I did that night.
Written May 20th, 2004
A contest entry
- Nocturnal Contest by Magdalena.
300 points, ended May 25, 2004, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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neat
I could really connect to this piece it was some piece. -
Very nice. I could almost see you, bathing on the roof. Congrats on the troph.
Peace,
Lo
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wow, that was realy beautiful! congrats on the bronze- your piece is very deserving! well well done!! i love the flow and word choice- your imagery and emotion is very plain. well done!
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very realistic poem...i like it a lot! it was beatiful
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Lovely, realistic scene. Gave me some warm flashbacks of my teenage years and a good friend I used to know. The second, final stanza was my favorite. Something magic there.
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Thanks so much for the trophy! I feel special.
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I was able to connect with this this is what i've been looking for a poem of one and nature and night and just relaxing it makes me feel good
chao -
this is a great poem, i love it. trapped in free air is a wonderful line. yay




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