Battle.
Settling mysterious glow on late
sky's afternoon show
Phoebus hazily parts blown veils
on early twilight's face
by pushing her fading round bulk
between striated dusk.
Rays beat moon's rising attempts
to end day and outpace
dying light's race by interference
when sun shines again
from behind each vestige of grey
and shoulders out haze.
Desiring to taste more this defiant
spread of victorious
display as empty beach beckons
I drink shades of linked
battle between daylight and dark
to bid blue apt goodbye
and in finalé I fancy moon winks
at stars as old Sol sinks.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: April 28th, 2020 01:57
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Comments5
A fine write Fay. Maybe a 'battle' to hold on to the sunshine. Them April showers are here now! Oh well, the ground has been very dry.
The never ending battle of sun and moon and each victorious in their own wonderful ways.
Andy
Another lesson in the woven word - great write Fay
The daily "battle" of Night vs. Day and the glamorous skies that result. What a wonderful illusion you have pictured here. We live for such moments of beauty as those you describe.Terrific poem. - Phil A.
I sure enjoy this wonderful moment.
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