December Sky.
Stars like sparks splutter to bed
as clouds catch fire.
Smut-red lips of sultry sun kiss
mouldering night.
In morning's shimmering glow
wakes December sky.
Year's motion sets limit to light
re-filling its time.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: December 25th, 2020 05:09
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Comments3
Good write Fay.
We'll be spending those minutes of light again now - one or two minutes more each day now. It'll soon stay light until gone 9pm - in about 5 months time lol.
Good Fay. Merry Christmas
May that light be always with you Fay.
Andy
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