Haze of dawn
Dusk of setting sun
in a splash is gone
cobweb shadows spun
A furnace blaze
The moon is caught
brands the days
the last battle fought
Hot iron of noon
Cold black of night
shadows swoon
tired of the fight
Golden orb reclines
On bed of clouds
as it fainting pines
raising out of night's shrouds
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Offline) - Published: January 31st, 2026 03:16
- Comment from author about the poem: Dualistic just as day and night, sun and moon. Can be read as columns or alternate left to right. Day on one side night on the other become one in entirety just as they are.
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: rebellion_in_sanity, Lorenz, Tristan Robert Lange, Cheeky Missy, Paul Bell, Teddy.15, Allie561
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A fine write SB.
Thanks so much Orchi
Thank you SB. I've dried up a bit on my poems again.
You are most welcome Orchi. I had dried up a week ago but then comes the flood.
I found the poem to be visually attractive (as well as its contents). An easy fave.
Thank you rebellion for the read and most kind words of encouragement they are most appreciated
This Gothic inspiration absolutely delights me ! A mega 5 !
Thank you so much Lorenz you are most kind
Soren, this poem moves as if light were a pendulum. Dawn to dusk, blaze to shadow, struggle to release…the structure itself enacts the passage it describes. The closing lift back into light feels earned and calm. Strong work, dear friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️
You are always most kind my friend and it is most appreciated. Thank for the read and most encouraging words of support
(Translation of your corker in proto-germanic )
Burtiz jah daus .Sunnon jah méno .
Dunst sunnonsetlaz
attarwibja spinan
Méno ward fangen .
Endilhaz strids feht .
kalu swartaz nahts .
Mùdis wiganaes .
Urstanden fo' naht skrùd.
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Austan mistaz .
In spruzjan ist faran .
Ofenbranda hleithra .
Brennit daga .
Glôsi isenes middagis .
Skadwos swindan .
Guldin runa hlimmith .
Sama sinkwand spina .
( An essay )
My high school German long forgot (except for the swear words) makes me only wonder
I am fascinated by extinct and conlangs ! One advantage of being asymptomatic autistic !
Always like something different, catches the imagination.
You're on another level with this one.
Expect it to be pinched at some point in the future.
Copying the highest form of flattery and only things that have value are stolen. Thanks for the review and such high levels of praise my friend
Pleasure.
Utterly stunning poetry, metaphor and all. I get a soft happy tone of heavenly vibes 🌹
Thank you so much my friend I deeply appreciate your reviews and always kind words
What an ethereal poem Soren. I cannot express how beautiful this is. The way that it can be read all together and separately is truly amazing work. I also enjoyed how they are similar but vastly different all on their own. What a talent you have, definitely one of my favorites.
You are most kind Allie and your generous words are deeply appreciated thank you for your read and comment that is most appreciated
Thank you for your poem Soren.
Most welcome
Super write soren.
Andy
Thank you Andy most kind of you
Great Piece Liked it alot.
Thank you. You are very kind
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