Night Poems:
The Night of the Full Moon

This poem was new to me when I started looking for night poems, but---especialy in the second stanza---it expresses the feeling of many nights I've had, and the final line is a comforting image. The Night of the Full Moon by Lloyd Frankenberg O come with me into this moonlight world. The trees are large and soft tonight, With blossoms loaded soft and white, A cloud of whiteness furling and unfurled. The houses give their sounds upon the air In muted tones and secrecies, Their lights like laughter through the trees. The evening breathes its vows into our hair. The evening puts its lips to throat and brow And swears what it has sworn before To others and will swear to more. The evening has its arms around us now.