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Nov 2017
Star studded landscape,
ready to be rocked to sleep
fades in bed of sky,
as sun’s hues vibrate unseen.  

Golden Moon high
slowly bleaches away in
hazy veil of clouds.

Sounds of wind whisper
as breath merges
and eyes slowly open
in hour where birds
haven’t awakened.

New day approaches
as purple tangerine sky
awakes senses
for self to merge in moment.

Moment where
quiet revels bright new sun
to welcome in day
with a serenade of life’s sounds.
I couldn't sleep so I am awake at 6AM. There is a special quiet, wind lightly blowing The sky is in transition making way for a poem to begin. Here it is a slate of computer screen is etched upon
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
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