Barbara Cadogan

Nightfall on a Caribbean Isle

I am a Registered Nurse, and first started to write poetry when I was about 18 years old. I have written several poems on a variety of subjects, and enjoy poems that are light and filled with humor. I feel that a good poem like a painting, is able to evoke a variety of emotions, whether sad or cheeā€¦






Sunset of orange, crimson, grey
As shaddows gently fall,
The lulling trade wind's whisper
To fishing boats at bay.

Silhouettes against a red sky,
Tall palms like specters stand
Heedless of the trade winds thrill
They stand as standards high.

And when the evening star lights,
And shadows drape the day,
A wood dove's cooing punctuates
The stillness of the night.

The first dew drops of nightfall
Tread lightly on the grass,
And the chirping crickets twitter
To a whistling frog's call.

As darkening shadows close
The windows of the day,
A cool gentle breeze prevails
As trade winds now repose.

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