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I miss the sound of whippoorwills
pleading in the night for love
each one seeking his own thrills
with spring moon shining up above

And the blanket of the milky way
no longer covers me at night
washed out as if it was mid-day
city lights all shine too bright

The window only brings gas fumes
and the smell of hot asphalt
no hint of honeysuckle blooms
I guess that maybe it's my fault

How did a man who's country bred
wind up with an urban view
as I lie here all alone in bed
wishing I was back with you?

* I have been reminded that many here have no idea what a whippoorwill is. They are nocturnal birds of medium size which like brushy field habitat. In mating season they loudly and repeatedly sing their name out at night thus givig them their name. The call is 3 notes repeated over and over an sound kind of like WHIP-poor-WILL! Hope this keeps ya'll from having to dig out a dictionary.

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ah felt the longing here lovely poem and think you owe the countryside a visit x

I don't Really live in town much less a city. Used childhood memories of Memphis and SanDiego for this. Then tried to imagine having to live in a large city Now............ugh lol. Good of you to visit .................stan

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Thanks for the nudge. I'll let it sit a bit while I mull over a change. Appreciate you coming by..............stan

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hopefully for a while.
.if it's okay

am I not out of place??


We all need time outs occasionaly. So if you need a break, take one and get recharged and all then when you're ready to return we'll all be here. ..................................stan

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u will be there as always to welcome meeeeeee

ok byee for 12 hours


This is the first time I have looked up whippoorwills, thanks I always use to assume it was the evening breeze through the Bayou trees.
But now not ignorant any more lol.
Was adopted by Steven King so they say as a Horror object, and I had never really thought about it until now, Thanks very much I am enlightened. never thought about it even when DR sang "Tammy"
Loved the write from you as always, Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

I think I might need to put a footnote below poems which have whipppoorwills in them explaining what one is for readers who don't have them. I'd never considered them even remotely horrifying but King could find a way to scare us using a powder puff lol. Appreciate your visit...............stan

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This one has a beautiful feel to it I cant see anything I would change nice work as usual :) my favourite lines

And the blanket of the milky way
no longer covers me at night
washed out as if it was mid-day
city lights all shine too bright

seem to remember a poem a long time ago I think it was Richard (not a hundred percent sure of that though)who wrote it, its title was whippoorwill it was a brilliant poem and introduced me to the whippoorwill I also had to look it up

love JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

Thank you I'm pleased you enjoyed it. I don't see how any poet who has lived where whippoorwills could Not include them in some poems. Guess with you it would be like a kukaburra (bet I didn't spell that right )............stan

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