Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon:
This way, and that, she peers and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog
From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep
Of doves in a silver-feathered sleep;
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam
By silver reeds in a silver stream.
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Jaap van 't Veen said:
J.Garcia said:
Superb, Jadviga!
Giorgio Bree said:
Jadviga Grase replied to Giorgio Bree:
Thank you, G.
Annemarie said:
Have a nice day!
Ulrich John said:
Guy Bacca (guybac) said:
Eva Lewitus said:
by Walter De La Mare
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon:
This way, and that, she peers and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog
From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep
Of doves in a silver-feathered sleep;
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam
By silver reeds in a silver stream.
Josiane Dirickx said:
Roséha D. said:
Roger Bennion said:
sea-herdorf said:
Schöne Grüße und einen guten Abend
Erich
photosofghosts said:
Exceptional control of lights and shadows, wonderful atmosphere!
All the best
Fabio