An autumn night, so bitter chill it is <br />A wide staring owl, for all its plum and thick feathers is cold <br />The hare long ago rushed limping trembling through the frozen maze <br />Into a lair, and silent stark are the song birds on a woody enfold <br /> <br />Naked trees with barren boughs, no leaf does tremble, no ripple there <br />On the streets, all abandoned still under the night sleepy eye <br />The world so deserted from any human sign or care <br />Darkness reign on dreary routes with echoing cry <br /> <br />And the moon whether prudish or shy in this cold night <br />Has fled to her bower, well reluctant to lend her dimming light <br />No light in this oppressing darkness, no fume no torch in the gloom <br />Is this world ever waken, do these trees ever bloom <br /> <br /> Copy rights 2010 <br /> All rights reserved<br /><br />Nero CaroZiv<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-autumn-night-3/
