Fiction, Poetry and Havering

April Poem-a-Day — April 6, 2014

Sunday, April 6th, 2014

For today’s prompt, write a night poem.



I went out walking

on a soft summer night.

Fireflies were winking,

Orion strode high.


On a soft summer night

solitude means not alone:

Orion strides high,

raccoon scuffles stone.


Solitude means not alone—

nighttime full of company.

Raccoon scuffles stone

trying to find colonies.


Nighttime full of colonies—

fireflies were winking.

Trying to find company

I went out walking.


Gammelor Goodenow


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