The Night's Song

Tonight my window is cracked open,

So I can hear all the sounds.

The cricket chirped song

Is the loudest I've found.

But the owl's cry is one that surpasses

The cricket's night song.

But I haven't heard him tonight;

Where has he gone?

I'll miss him tonight

As I listen to the dark,

In a night that is lonely

Without his mourned mark.

But wait, I think I hear-

There it was again!

 And I thought this night

Would be lonely and plain.

Now I can rest

To the sound of the night,

When all is complete

And when all is just right.

 

       ~A. Pfleegor~

The Maple Seed

Mother, I must go.

I must drift in the wind

And land far away.

My brothers and sisters

Call me to join them

In the closing of day.

 

Please let me fly,

To another home

Where I will start anew.

I'll begin in the dark

And work 'til I am big,

Strong like you.

 

You hugs are so special

But now I can't breath,

So I have to go fly!

I'll find a new home

And I will find a new life,

So Mother, goodbye.

 

        ~Ave Pfleegor~



But What?

What to write?

Maybe some poetry,

Maybe a rhyme?

 

Perhaps a quote

That says everything

Could happen in time.

 

Why do my fingers type

When my mind is as blank

As a white sheet?

 

You know I could

Write lyrics to a song

With a catchy beat.

 

What should I write?

Maybe some peotry,

Maybe a rhyme?

 

But wait! I just

Wrote a poem

In no time!

 

     ~Ave Pfleegor~

 



A Child's Question

Why do leaves change in the closing of the year?

Where do the birds go when they fly?

What does the owl say in her midnight song,

And why do the breezes sigh?

 

What causes the air to hold a brisk wind

That tickles our noses pink?

And why do the flowers wilt and fall

As fast as a rock does sink?

 

Ask your mother as I asked mine

And this is what she'll say;

"Why, it's the seasons doing there job,

Just as winter turns to spring in may."

 

I scratched my head and gazed out the window,

Watching the gray rain fall.

And I stayed there staring at the autumn splendor

Until I heard mother call.

 

        ~Ave Pfleegor~



The Journey

Excuse me sir, I seem to have lost my way.

Nothing looks right and all is wrong.

I thought I should have gone one way

But I seem to have made my road long.

Which way is good and which is not?

How do I reach my destination?

Pardon Maam, could you help?

I am here but I need to be there,

How do I avoid complication?

Thank you for your direction

Now where is, oh!

Why does this happen to me?

Why must this be so?

But wait! I see! The journey

Is one to treasure.

Meeting new people and seeing new places

Is a mermory to measure.

 

      ~Ave Pfleegor~



To See The Night

I rest in bed with the sound of the night

Echoing in my room.

I will not sleep for fear of the dark

Will swallow me up whole.

What do the crickets sing?

Can I learn their lullaby?

 

My eyes are closing against my will,

And I can feel my body go.

But an owl ouside my window

Calls me from my dreams.

What is she saying to me?

Why does she sigh?

 

The dark encircles me

I can't relieve the feeling

The open window beckones me

And I follow.

And I watch

As the moon passes by.

 

The night is so beauiful 

And the moment so vast.

Seems all I wanted

Could be at last.

I don't think about the future

I forget about the past,

And all my problems

Away I cast.

Why didn't I see this before?

Why didn't I see?

Perhaps I pushed away the dark

To only see the light.

Or maybe I just threw away others

To just see me.

But to embrace the dark

And fall victom to the stars,

Is just one way to see

All the beauty to be.

 

        ~Ave Pfleegor~