whispers of the night
#WritcoPoemPrompt62
A quiet deep swimming pool,
Bats sweeping down like a steel-scythe,
To drink blue water on the pool,
Dash! calm and still afresh to writhe.
Underneath the moon’s soft gaze,
Ripples whisper in the night,
Stars reflected in a daze,
Echoes of their fleeting flight.
Shadows dance on water’s face,
Mysteries within its depths,
Nature’s nightly, secret grace,
Held in silent, gentle breaths.
© Hira M
A quiet deep swimming pool,
Bats sweeping down like a steel-scythe,
To drink blue water on the pool,
Dash! calm and still afresh to writhe.
Underneath the moon’s soft gaze,
Ripples whisper in the night,
Stars reflected in a daze,
Echoes of their fleeting flight.
Shadows dance on water’s face,
Mysteries within its depths,
Nature’s nightly, secret grace,
Held in silent, gentle breaths.
© Hira M