Evening Symphony

Considering the elements as singing symphonies,sounds refreshingly different to me.Thank you for this one.

Its very evocative. You could perhaps tighten up the middle two stanzas a little if you wanted, but it really isn't necessary. When spoken aloud they do well as they are. Your poetry is becoming very smooth and rhythmical on the tongue. Its wonderful. I can feel poewriter's influence a little, but its your voice. Don't stop, we want more. Respectfully, Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race

a really good write. I especially enjoyed the "s"-sounds that made me think of rain and a fire-place. You´re getting better and better on the comma thing, too, Ink

It may sound weird, but I grew up very poor. We lived in houses with tin roofs and no ceilings and sometimes no inner walls , just the outers. Shacks mostly. My fondest memories are rainy evenings with the rain pattering on the tin rooves with it lulling me to sleep. Simply beautiful. I love it. Respectfully, Rett: "Next time you think you're perfect, walk on water."

your sense of detail here is remarkable, you pack alot into four stanzas. You capture the senses of the storm very well. Mark W. Galatians 5:22-23 "22 But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, and self-control. Against these, there is no law!" My favorite verse(s) in the Bible

Debbie I love any poem that inclused the elements of which I love. I too like to share and compare the elements with instruments Drums and symbols as Crashes and strikes of lightning piano - falling raindrops guitar - gentle breeze I could go through the orchestra. But nothing can beat the orchestra that nature provides. As I observe nature I see and hear the melody they sing to me and it lingers forever in my heart and the pictures in my mind. I spend time on the mountain of Boone in North Carolina Appalachian mountains. My spirit/earth walk up in the woods just being with nature in all seasons which have their own beauty. After my afternoon walk following animal tracks. I was in my bluff with fire pit glowing cooking some biscuits and gravy taking in the beauty around me then i felt the wind change. I have put some wind chimes up in the branches just to keep some of the animals away. My melody changed in the treetops a storm on the way. Wow what a storm at first if was the gently rhythm of the falling rain landing on my leaves falling from one to another making a beautiful melody of their own. but then the air started to crackle. The rain fell straight down so hard I reached out and there were sparks as i touched the falling rain. So electric WoW. The storm stopped as quickly as it came. Magic moment stay with me forever of the cosmic event. Thank you my friend for such beautiful memories I know a lot of people are frightened of storms but these are so awesome full of beauty and power. So sad for them am I Electric Blue

revisiting this, I have to give you an additional star for it! And I would like your opinion on my poem "Thunderstorm" if you can spare the time to track it down and read it. Yours, ~Nina

Still as evocative as ever, with that sense of brooding mixed with familiarity and comfort. Respectfully Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race