The silent stranger of the night

by | Dec 4, 2011 | Teenage Poetry | 0 comments

The birds twittering in the trees suddenly stopped; 
the brilliant eyes of the town suddenly dimmed;
all at once the trees heaved their last deep sighs;
the grasses shook their heads –
night fell.

 Out into the night shone two alert eyes,
waiting, watching.
Nothing stirred over the vast hillside.
He turned to the west –
all was quiet.

The silent stranger saw with pleasure
the last light suddenly flicker out.
Now was the time for him to start
out on his nocturnal quest –
darkness reigned.

Away he went over the meadows,
slowly, silently,
to the barn where even the rats slept.
This was his destination –
what’s afoot?

Minutes later the stranger reappeared,
sailed gracefully back to the tree.
As another star began to shine –
the owl had flown.

Written in my book of poems I wrote when I was 16