Night Waits On The Prairie

Seconds wait on a clock awakening
Some hours will end before my night is done
Working, thinking, just making a living
Rest only comes with my mind on the run

Faraway coyotes howling their jive
Rest does not come as slow moon arises
Waiting, watching, trying to stay alive
Care only takes what caution surmises

A cry in the wild followed by silence
Hungry predatious eyes gleam in the night
Resting, sleeping, now safely in my trance
Time is quiescence 'till day comes to light

Everything is moving and staying still
A newborn calf a'tasting nimble will
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Trying to imagine a life of cowboys watching over a herd of cattle at night on a western prairie.

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Comments (5)

Poetnumber1
Well penned with eloquence and class.I like this one wine M.M
gnj4u
Hi, Yankee4you,
Hungry predatious eyes gleam in the night... I love this line, particularly, predatious eyes. It sonnetizes the predator into another one of nature's songs.
Fellsman
Hi Yankee

You make unconventional use of metaphor in penning this insightful write, yet another fine sonnet.

Regards

Bill wine wine
Redex
I enjoyed your watching, yes eyes gleam in the dark do frighten
You would have made an interesting cowboygrin
cherryreggae
Hi Yankee...enjoyed reading thank you for sharingapplause applause handshake
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