May 17, 2025

day 135

nocturne

when
the night sky grows
dark
the earth comes to life
the constellation of stars above and flitting fireflies below
twinkle bright
peepers peep and screech owls shriek
the rain-swelled creek percolates
who can sleep?
I spend hours wide awake

~kat

peace, love, and night glimmers to you.

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Peter's pondering
May 17th, 2025 at 5:54 am

It’s good to have such company when lying awake!

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- Kat Myrman
  May 17th, 2025 at 7:26 am
  
  Much better than traffic sounds, sirens, loud parties, trains clanging in the rail yard, and machinery growling…a typical night when we lived in the city.😳
  
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pensitivity101
May 17th, 2025 at 3:42 pm

What a fabulous picture Kat. Love your poem too. We loved it on the boat as we were part of nature.

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- Kat Myrman
  May 17th, 2025 at 11:57 pm
  
  Sounds like you had a great day! ✨💚✨
  
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