Leisure Nights

Full moon fluorescently shone shimmering free,

Within wearily winters and winsome trees,

Shallow sheen of moonlit gleam glimmered across the river seams,

Snowy soothing evenings enrapturing the mind in moors mirroring life asleep,

Casting aside the calamity clouds hindering my heart's harrowed stride,

I feel flamboyant in nurturing nature's nestling plight;

Sombre amber skies alight under the scenic symphonic paradise,

Blooming berries brightly lined with delicate dim lights,

Fostering feelings of Fantasia framed flight,

Away from this world's winding worth and wallowing sights,

Lonesome lovely yet luminescent leisure nights,

Spent underneath on some shivering, lumbering logs and ties;

Often I have heard of the Moon's whisperers signalling delight,

Doused in dazzling sleepless tides,

The stars and their twinkling teary kites,

Like a carousel roller-ride rhymed with some rhinestones and rarely riptides,

On this Icarian isle of island highland dream trite.