As evening sun lays his head
onto springtime’s frosty bed
the moon she rises up once more
stars they twinkle, and adorn
a meteor strikes through the sky
lighting up like a firefly
once more the moon, her head will tilt
and sun will rise from night-time’s quilt
show-time mother nature’s twist
sun and moon are sky's great gift
of course, they share the same great stage
yet take in turn and never rift.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Nature
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"As evening sun lays his head
onto winter's frozen bed" a magnificent line I wished i had thought of, followed below with
"once more the moon, her head will tilt
and sun will rise from night-time’s quilt"
A truly ingenious accompaniment to make a perfect completion. It is rare to have one such line in a poem but two in such resolving majesty in the same poem is transcendent indeed. Kudos for this masterpiece.
Wow I shall take my bow and say I am overwhelmed and so very grateful for your beautiful words. 🌹
Beautiful imagery. Powerful work.
Thank you dear Thomas. 🌹
Each stanza can beatifully stand alone, but when combined this poem is "magic. Reading it evokes such a feeling of peace and wonder, it is picture perfect!
Thank you so much dear Bella, I'm so delighted you have enjoyed this. 🌹
Beautiful
Thank you so much Sir. 🌹
Wonderful words of Nature's beauty and wonder Teddy.
Andy
Thank you dearest Andy. 🌹
Simply magic .. much like mother nature herself .. 🌹
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