Poems... :)

Evening air to Nighttime Still

So I wrote this during the weel of exams, 'nuff said. Not sure this qualifies as a poem, but to me it does. :)

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*Evening Air*

I cracked open the window; let the crisp evening air pool in carrying the sweet sounds of the chirping birds.

The heavy wooden chairin front of the window seemed to stick to the contrasting worn wood of the patio, preventing me from sticking my head out the window.

I layed my forehead against the cool glass, letting out a gentle sigh as an equally gentle wind breeze tossed a few strands of silky hair off my face.

I breathed deeply, new air replaing the staleness left in my lungs.

The quiet everlasting song of nature was enough to shush the obnoxious humming of the refridgerator.

I loved to lose myself like this.

Sure reading a book transported you to a different place, where all troubles could be momentarily forgot.

But this feeling was real.

And that was just it.

Books couldn't take you anywhere real.

Letting out another tiny sigh, I let the reality of nature's beauty take away my stress.

I reached my arm out into the naked air, my hand floundering around as though testing bath water.

Reluctantly, I pulled my hand back, pulling the crisp clarity back in with me.

Leaving my otherworldly portal open, feeling replenished, i plunked down in the prison chair, and became lost in the stress of my studies.

With an insistent dog barking to the tempo of scribbling, Galileo flew my mind as I saw my perfect quieting evening had been reduced to a fading pink glow,

As the night brang a veil of darkness, lights of hope shimmering through, and brang forth new lives and worlds that are left only to be imagined.

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please read the continuation :)

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*Nighttime Still*

I closed my books to embrace the coolness of the night.

Chirping birds were still awake with me, though a very few.

The light from the patio phony, I turned to the moon as my source of light.

I let darkness encompass me, and gazed up at said moon, dutifully casting a white glow in the midst of a deepening blue sky.

The rich royal blue turned grayish, as if becoming ill.

But I really knew it was changing over to let darkness have equality with light.

My cat peeped up in the window as the silent night dog let out piercingly deep barks in comparison to the evening dogs' careless yips.

A soft meow and the tinkling of small bells announced his cry to the vast night, announced the unnatural capture of his freedom to smell the sweet still air of the night.

With a final shiver of awe, and the last chirp of the night, I turned to rest myself.

For this world was not mine to live in, and only to explore in wonder.

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Personally I like the continuation of nightime still but whatever. :)

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Thanks for reading if you did!!