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As Urgently the Night, It calls A Villanelle< As urgently, the night, it calls Setting staunch the whippowill's enchanted song with loose leaves sprinkling, as the wind, it falls. Sweet daisy, in death's chain, as dying breath befalls lifts a variable petaled ear to hear the wrong ,as urgently, the night, it calls. The weeping willow's billowing hair enthralls the river beneath it's strands (it's secrets ran long) with loose leaves sprinkling, as the wind, it falls. On a bridge bathed in twilight and velvet black balls, yearning lovers lift entwining hands to belong ,as urgently, the night, it calls. Whispered words sinking in the creek sand's buried halls. Their fading echoes soon playing along with loose leaves sprinkling, as the wind, it falls. And I the poet, voyager that I am, hear the drawls, simplicity's depth prevailing strong. ,as urgently, the night, it calls with loose leaves sprinkling, as the wind, it falls. Author's Note: Not Finis-Needs Work |