Ruchira's Ramblings

NaPoWriMo Day 25. Prompt from napowrimo.net: "...I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that: Is specific to a season, uses imagery that relates to all five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell), includes a rhetorical question, (like Keats’ “where are the songs of spring?”)". I love writing about the rain, but I generally don't engage the senses so this was an interesting prompt.  Favourite subject but different approach. How do you think I did? Do let me know. Love,

The moon was quiet that night As it bathed the snow in beauteous light The mighty peak seemed holier than it had at day- Silent, omnipotent under the starry sky. The houses slept, enchanted as if by the silver wand. Staring through the dreamy sheen I groped for words and failed to think What magic or power had touched the earth, Some eternal poetry in forgotten script Was alive at that hour; throughout ages From prehistoric times.