Post #418 (poesie) TWILIGHT SONATA*

Once more, the diurnal dark descends,
Upon a hushed, expectant woodland.
Mild zephyrs dance the highest branch,
In semblance, to some lofty maestro,
Cueing the players now, to re- commence,
The quotidian rendition, of the eventide music.
Ss-Scratch-sounding insects, impart the treble
Sonorous bull frogs, the true basso- profundo
Woodwind sharps, blown thru the thickets,
In polyphonic tandem, with the forest serenade.

Mellifluous strains of the classic Sonata,
Nightly played, by the verdant woodland.

Leonard N. Shapiro (Sept. 2019)

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Retired from the practice of law'; former Editor in Chief of Law Review; Phi Beta Kappa; Poet. Essayist Literature Student and enthusiast.

One thought on “Post #418 (poesie) TWILIGHT SONATA*”

  1. This is absolutely beautiful Lenny!! I love this time of day in nature and diurnal concert … better than the Symphony! This is deep and personal as I grew up in the woods and miss the night music of Nature. I read this multiple times, each time appreciating a new image, sound, pause … the poem came to life! Thank you for creating and sharing!


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