Flickering pinpricks
In the distance
"Hang"
In the night air
fireflies
on a hot
summer's night
Full moon
gently-n-slowly begins
It's evening arch
above the rivers
emerald Green waters
below
reddish-n-orange
purplish hue
Sun
slowly-n-gently
descending
in the river's
emerald green waters
gray mist
floating odd bits
silvery glitter
mystical-n-mysterious
shadows-n-shapes
spreading
across the sky
ghostly boney fingers
trying to save
the drowning
mystical
fiery
orangish Red
Ball
Timothy Richard
01/25/23
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Author:
blueeyes18 (
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Comments1
simply love your imagery
and poetic ambition, dear poet
thanks for sharing and for inspiring
my little scribbled attempt at a poetic reply:
(horizon's pinpricks, awaiting
to curate our demise
wingless, yet flickering like fairies
between, inertia and life
we navigate or try to, till
too late, comes to greet
to free or at the very least
change our scenery
that singe of inevitability..)
Thank you for taking the time to read my attempt to write poetry
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