Changes.
As light sinks to hibernation the rays of sunset
become fatefully pallid like
faded velvet adorning a battle-vest,
spectacular and mystical changes then muster
unseen for roll-call by spreading
Queen Moon's opal veil over corners of dusk.
Her pale crescent glow sprays clouds of misty
non-hue, crushing out scarlet
in cool pearl beams of sheer insistence
over Sol's complexion, bleeds grey on remains
of afternoon warmth with regal
drift and dusts her lunar-flakes over the day.
Flamboyant streaks fighting in crimson flight
darken and Sun, now conquered
and weeping red tears is made to retire
as bleeding with wounded pride at losing face
he bows when Moon takes power,
for on tasting ascension she intends reigning.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: August 2nd, 2020 02:10
- Comment from author about the poem: The poem was written a while back but thought today I would air it again in celebration of re-gained access to this site which had suddenly blocked me a few days back.........grateful thanks to a friend who helped sort the problem - do hope you enjoy the read.
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Good write Fay.
I had a message that they were doing something with the server one day, here on MPS.
But - I can't seem to select poems for my E-book. It won't update any changes. There will be some strange 'hymns' in it!
Wonderful colour fuelled words Fay.
Andy
A war cry: for mother nature,
for Female superiority (at the very least equality),
for that graceful Moon - with her guiding spotlight, for all lost to their dark corners of 3am introspections
and for Poetry, at its majestic - pulse igniting best:
'faded velvet adorning a battle-vest'
thank you for reposting, so glad I was able to discover this
a wonderful write, radiating with the full beam: of a perfect Sunset's brilliance!
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