Poetry: Whippoorwill

After compiling all my best poems (27 total), I decided that I will post them all on my blog...but not all at once. I will try to post one every day, but as my readers probably know, life usually does not cooperate with such things. So, I'll try for every day, but if a day goes by and no poem is seen, don't worry, I was probably too busy that day. And I'll probably post two poems the next day to make up for it. Also, at the top of my blog I'll put a link to a page called "Poetry" and each time I post a poem, I'll put it there along with a link to the post. Oh, and I nearly forgot this other important thing, I might put a small explanation along with the poem. That's pretty much it!

Oh whippoorwill! 

When the night is dark

when the stars begin to fall

when the moon begins to rise

When the fire dance is bright.

Your call then sounds

so wild, timeless, and free

and I then sit beside

the gently whispering stream.

You keep on crying

all through the night

but cease at the gentle

morning light.

You speak to me

of a life I've never lived,

of places I've never seen

and fill me with longing.