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Best Poems From
JOSEPH ENRIGHT
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Moths
On a peaceful summer midnight,
Under a moonlit sky,
I stand beneath a street lamp
As moths go flying by.
I seem to hear in the stillness,
The fluttering of their wings,
As if a magnet invisible,
Collected all flying little things
Around the lamplight they gather,
And do their strange little dance,
Eyes aglow in the lamplight,
Unblinking, as if in a trance.
And as the nightime fades away,
To greet again another day,
My winged adncers soon take flight,
To return perhaps?
Tomorrow night?
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Joseph Enright
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Snow
Fluttering gently to the ground,
Touching earth without a sound
Transforming world with its glow
Magical world of winter snow,
Painting landscapes with its touch,
Different picture on every bush,
Silent world, painted clean
Moonlight casts an eerie sheen.
Night time hunters all around,
Barn owl, out on the hunt,
Silently surveys his world,
Dormouse dashes cross the snow
Dead quickly -just one blow.
Morning sun creeps oer the hill
Lighting up a world still
Rain clouds begin to loom
Winter snow....gone too soon.
Joseph Enright
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Spring
In yonder shaded woodland knell,
I spy a group of pale bluebells
Nodding their heads in unison
Welcoming Springs watery sun.
Springtime it is here at last,
Shutting out winter past,
Daffodils are scattered round
Standing proudly on fertile ground.
Little birds are all a flurry,
Building nests in a hurry
New life all begins again
All say HAIL welcome Spring.
Joseph Enright
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Summer
In summer time when sun is high,
Gentle breezes touch the leaves
With butterfly kisses,
Telling secrets to the trees,
Blue skys, bluer than blue,
Green grass, greener than green.
Sunflowers turn their majestic heads
Following suns journey cross a cloudless sky
Yellow furze pop their pods
Perfuming the air,
Sending fertile seeds
On journey of reproduction.
Cattle stand knee deep
In lazy meandering streams,
Swishing their tails
At pestering flies
Dandelion seeds float by
Silent parachutists of the sky.
In the twilllight of the evening
Crows gather noisily to roost
Songbirds herald darkness,
Nervous rabbits nibble grasses
Night creatures stir to greet
Emerging night.
Darkness enfolds the land
In its black velvet hand....
Joseph Enright
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