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Dance in the Rain
How lovely it is to dance in the rain at night,Like lost children—twisting, turning, and soaked.How sweet it is to listen to Nature’s songWhen nights are cold and the lights are out.How happy it is to hear the heartbeats of loved onesIn a vigorous hug or a gentle embrace, or even both. Would you become…
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Maybe
Maybe shadows tell stories tooMaybe the beautiful patternsOf crawling earthwormsAre Mother Earth’s signatureMaybe the trail left by snails & snakesAre stories on the dirtMaybe the silhouette of treelinesIs a natural art unknown, yetMaybe we dream of being the rainOr the sun, or the moon, or the windTo travel the world and see its breadthMaybe heartbeats…
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The Night is Pregnant
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Happy Stars
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Sounds of African Drums
I hear the sound of drumsVigorous beats across the land,Bird rhythms rise and fallFar away in the damp jungleWhere the grass hides allThe earth sang with the windInsect wings zither like guitarsSwimming fishes create ripples,Tiny circles of gentle musicAll melodies for the quiet earth!Far away in the damp forest!
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Night Poem: Feelings
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First Drop
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Muse: Starry Night
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Lullaby Tonight
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Muse: Candlelight
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Love Poem: Tune of Bliss
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Night Song
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ShepherdLore: Music of Nature
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Night Poem: Shepherding
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Wade
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Drench Me
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Night Poem: Your Love
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First Night Rain
This night rain flatter my townShe sneaked up our curtainsAnd let her waves wrestle with themThe breeze blew out the candlelightsWhen the thunder howl in his deep voiceEach time the lightning appearsBe sure to wait for some rumblingYet the downpour clapping outsideJust by the dark and slippery balconyTries to let the pata-pata cover all sound…
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Lullaby: Breezy Evening
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Poem – Little Carnival
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Lullaby: Sing for me a Lullaby
Sing for me dear nightingale Gather your host of voices Rant through the early night Tweet away joyfully from heart Let my ears quiver from your song Let frogs and crickets listen to it To respond with their baritone Sing for the sweet nectar For red roses and hibiscus And the traveling sunlight Tell the…
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Night rain on my window
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Folklore: The Hippo and His Seven Wives
I heard the Wind tell this story Storyteller: Ifochakpii! Audience: Waa!!! Storyteller: Gather my friends. It’s time to tell a story. It’s time also to hear a tale. Gather by the fireside, warm yourselves. Bring the little ones to the center. Keep them more hospitable for the night, and her cold hands are nigh. Sit…
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Night Poem: Stars Glitter