TWILIGHT
Crystal clear blue
Gradually fades to gray.
Bidding adieu,
Waves cease to break and spray.
Precocious pigeons retire to shadowy eaves;
No safer place is there to stay.
Once rhythmically fluttering leaves
Can only gently sway.
On land and darkening sea
Daylight slowly surrenders to decay.
Reminiscent of a Christmas tree,
Twinkling lights now punctuate the bay,
As orange hues
Grow dim and melt away,
And nightingales soulfully sing the blues
To mourn the passing day.
Poemeater commented on TWILIGHT
09-04-2010
11-08-2009
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| TWILIGHT | 2 | 11/07/2009 |
| RAINFOREST | 4 | 09/12/2009 |
| INSIGHT | 4 | 11/07/2009 |
| WISDOM | 5 | 11/07/2009 |
| OVERNIGHT SUCCESS | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
| COSMIC FLIGHT | 2 | 09/05/2009 |
| WALLS | 1 | 09/05/2009 |
| PUPPET MASTER | 1 | 11/07/2009 |
| ILLUSION | 1 | 11/07/2009 |
| STILLNESS | 0 | 09/04/2009 |
| SWEETNESS | 1 | 09/04/2009 |
| BROWN SUGAR | 1 | 09/04/2009 |
| QUIET STORM | 2 | 09/04/2009 |
| REFLECTIONS | 2 | 09/03/2009 |
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