Priory Cottage Night.

Silence, softly pressed

upon the ear

holding the grace 

of night on

lamplit wing.

In amber tones

the moon shall

call the whispers

of the hour,

and bring to me

the scent of peace.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A late evening spent at my daughter and son in law's cottage in the country, miles from town.

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allets's picture

Sounds Peaceful

thanks for sharing the visit there. Idyllic! - allets -






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Thank you, it's in a small

Thank you, it's in a small hamlet surrounded by countryside as far as one can see, thank you too for the congratulations on 300 poems, if someone said to me I would ever write that amount I would have thought them mad!