Five Minutes Before the Midnight Hour( a lyrical presentation)

It's five minutes before the  midnight hour...
It's five minutes before the midnight hour...
Thunder and lightning...such a fright...
Thunder and lightning...such a fright...
The midnight hour, has such power...
The midnight hour, has such power...
In the night...to give life or devour...
In the night...to give life or devour...
The moonbeams shower, to the cactus flower...
The moonbeams shower, to the cactus flower...
Strange sights in the desert...
Strange sights in the desert...
wild cactus flowering...its moon light showering...
wild cactus flowering...its moon light showering...
Desert moon casts its spell...
Desert moon casts its spell...
The desert's spirit, its soulful song...
The desert's spirit, its soulful song...


The bell is tolling, over the landscape's rolling,

A chilling air, where it seems to last.

The midnight hour, to give life, or devour,

It just depends on how the dice is cast.


Refrain:

Oh, it's five minutes until the midnight hour,

The desert's calling to one and to all.

Moonbeams are showering, downward spiraling,

Wild cactus flowering, please do answer the call.


The desert's spirit, its song if you hear it,

A lovely sirene awaits you there.

The mystery prevailing, to all availing,

To every man and woman, only if they care.


Refrain:

Oh, it's five minutes until midnight hour,

The deserts calling to one and all.

Moonbeams are showering, downward spiraling,

Wild cactus flowering, please do answer its call.


The desert's strange spell, it casts so well,

That to all creatures, both great and small.

This invitation, to a great vacation, do be sure to tell,

A midnight party, so don't be tardy, to this majestic ball.


Refrain:

Oh, it's five minutes until the midnight hour,

The desert calling to one and to all.

Moonbeams are showering, downward spiraling,

Wild cactus flowering, please do answer its call.


An eerie UFO sighting, ghost story, so frightening,

Sci-fi visions, all to cast their odd spells.

A rare storm, threatening, its thunder and lightning,

A strange magnetism in this desert dwells.


Refrain:

Oh, it's five minutes until the midnight hour,

The desert's calling to one and to all.

Moonbeams are showering, downward spiraling,

Wild cactus, flowering, please do answer its call.


Oh, it's five minutes until midnight hour,

The desert's calling to one and to all...

Please do answer in the midnight hour,

Please do answer its welcoming call...






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The desert's calling...all night long...
The desert's calling...all night long...

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15 comments

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Reynold Jay 13 months ago from Saginaw, Michigan

Nice poetry. Reminds of the Cinderella midnight toll that is part of the story and a recent addition to my Blu Ray collection. Well done.


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whonunuwho 13 months ago from United States Author

Thank you for your nice review my friend. whonu


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Jodah 13 months ago from Queensland Australia

Nice poem/song whonu. I have a music album by Jon English. The title song and album name is"Minutes to Midnight".


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whonunuwho 13 months ago from United States Author

Thanks Jodah and blessings. whonu


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annart 13 months ago from SW England

Neat idea, well executed.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 13 months ago from Riga, Latvia

This was a lovely poem and love the pics.


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BlossomSB 13 months ago from Victoria, Australia

Lovely poem, evocative of the mystery of midnight looming. Enjoyed the way it's set out, too, with the photos and verses.


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MsDora 13 months ago from The Caribbean

"It just depends on how the dice is cast." Some welcome suspense here!


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whonunuwho 13 months ago from United States Author

My thanks to MsDora,Gypsy, and Blossom for your nice words and blessings to you all. whonu


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Ericdierker 13 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

From a desert tundra to our Sonoran Coastal desert, to the high desert of Navajo land, to the plains in Spain and the sand dunes of 200 ft below sea level outside Brawley CA. I am called to our deserts. Thank you for a poem that speaks to my heart.


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whonunuwho 13 months ago from United States Author

Thank you Eric and blessings on this fine Saturday. whonu


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aviannovice 13 months ago from Stillwater, OK

Desert storms are so interesting, as well as those off in the distance while one sits atop a house to observe the size of what awaits. Nature just fills me with such wonder.


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whonunuwho 13 months ago from United States Author

Thank you my friend and blessings. whonu


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whonunuwho 13 months ago from United States Author

Thank you for your review my friend. whonu


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whonunuwho 7 months ago from United States Author

The Midnight hour is so mysterious...several nice songs have been written about it.

Perhaps the daunting spirit of the hour and clocks hands both on twelve adds to this hauntingly time of the darkest nights...the very end of one and a beginning of a new day. More ghostly stories have been written about this hour.

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