More lion prints in our creek bed. Right now in the light cool rain at midnight, coyotes. Skunk stink laden in the mist. Hidden moon, I don't want to go home yet. Older, the flavors of earth are more delicious. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GETTYSBURG [JULY 1-3, 1863] by JAMES JEFFREY ROCHE COMPOSED UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE, SEPTEMBER 3, 1802 by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE RING AND THE BOOK: BOOK 8. DOMINUS HYACINTHUS ... by ROBERT BROWNING AULD ROB MORRIS by ROBERT BURNS OUR TRAVELLER by HENRY CHOLMONDELEY-PENNELL AN ELEGIE ON THE DEATH OF MRS. ANNE WHITFIELD by ABRAHAM COWLEY |