Nightly Concert

Hi everyone,

Here’s another poem from Sounds of Rain, the book I wrote in 2006 after SANDY and I took a trip up the Amazon River.

Nightly Concert

Clouds smother moon and stars,
snuff their lights,
the night goes out.

Somewhere a great tinamou bird
cries a heartbroken solo,
each note wavers higher, sadder,
soulful sounds linger to haunt
after the sobbing dies.

From both banks hidden choirs
throb the evening anthem.
Their cadence thrums the rain forest pulse,
a million drummers marking time
singing urgent songs
of love and warning.

Makes no difference if it’s dark,
every singer knows its part,
the nightly concert plays
for all who listen.

(c) 2006 David L. Harrison, all rights reserved