Evening Chimes

Grey slants strolled down the corridor

As I watch quietly by

The end of the day is coming

And the world’s waving goodbye

The blue sky has turned whiter

Like whispers of mist

The wind blows softly now

Like a goodbye kiss

The trees are losing their shine

As the skies turn grey

Sunset is soon but not yet!

It’s only nearing the end of day

Flowers fold their buds to sleep

The birds return to their nests

The songs of morning are now quiet

As fits this peaceful time best

You would have thought me sad

That a beautiful day had to end

But nay, I still smile

For I have the wind for a friend

And the wind would not let any mourn

Or even frown at the end of a day

For it flew in and sang to me

Before it went on its way

And it brushed the wind chime as it flew

And how those chimes sang!

Crystal clear, bright and light

Like a silver bell they rang!

And as I listened to its song

Each note seemed to say

Enjoy the night and its splendor

For tomorrow’s another beautiful day

Copyright © 2017 by Kwek Yi Zhen

Originally from: http://poemsforocassions.blogspot.com/2017/03/evening-chimes.html

A Home in the Woods

I walked in the quiet woods

Where very few ever roam

And there amongst the towering trees

I made my soul a home

The blue sky was my ceiling

The trees my pillars and walls

The leaves my living carpet

And the roots were my floor

The sun was my lamp in the day

The moon and stars by night

The running brook was my playmate

Its song filled me with delight

The birds in the air were my wind chimes

Singing when the day was clear

The ferns my stairs to wonders

Everywhere far and near

The wind was my sweet refresher

My story teller in disguise

The creatures my daily companions

Rising with me at sunrise

Yes, I walked in the woods one day

And a sweet home I did find

For though my body departed

I left my heart and soul behind

Copyright © 2016 by Kwek Yi Zhen

Originally from: http://poemsforocassions.blogspot.com/2016/10/a-home-in-woods_16.html

A Fickle Twilight

The deepening shadows

Are the herald of the night

The fading of the sky

Signals the twilight

Everywhere the sights darken

And shadows from their hiding emerge

Sparrows leave the darkening skies

And return home to their perch

The room grows ever darker

In the misty embrace of the night

Grey clouds from above

Cover the sun’s last waning lights

A low hum whispers

The steady beat of rain

Falling swiftly but quietly

Just outside the window pane

Yet the air feels quiet and still

Cool despite the absent wind

And the rain almost glides down

As though it’s always been

Then with a bright flash of lightning

Away disappears all calm

The sun bids a gleeful farewell

And the stormy twilight bids welcome

Copyright © 2016 by Kwek Yi Zhen

Originally from: http://poemsforocassions.blogspot.com/2016/08/a-fickle-twilight.html