In the stilly night

A challenge for me on this ninth day of NaPoWriMo 2017. This is a Spencerian Stanza, nine lines in a strict rhyming pattern and strict metre.


Birdwings aflutter in stilly night sky,

Clouds gathered up in long pinions of white,

Owls trailing low calls, through bright moonbeams fly.

On my cheek, your warm breath, all through the night,

Caresses the cares of the day away,

As soft as feathers that brush through my hair,

On silver wings, carries dark night to day.

Yet in the grey dawn, owl cries out, beware!

Such dreams will disperse, in the stilly morning air.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

11 thoughts on “In the stilly night”

  1. I love the dreaminess of yours–and the image, too.
    It is so strange that we both wrote Spenserian verses with owls and owl images! I didn’t see yours before I wrote mine.

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