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evangeline Jun 18
Moon on barren skin,
Dusk in her finest corset—
Give the stars a show!
At the blue hour
the victorious night
routs the retreating day
Haiku
Life is a beautiful emotional symphony.
A tapestry of exquisitely arranged chords of truth,
melodies of blue.
All orchestrated and arranged in a stunning range of love,
and a lasting stanza, encompassing all that is unknown..
I hope your melody walks with you gracefully all your life.
May it softly serenade you when you believe all hope has vanished,
and offer you healing, always remaining by your side,
whispering to you endlessly, from dusk till dawn.

-Rhia Clay
Bekah Halle May 9
As the sun slumbers in the dark
The background music:
"tchik-tchik-tchik”  
The cicadas pressing against the bark,
Their rostra stuck into the trunk
to pump out the sap
Just like us as we nap
In these states both parading as drunk.
High in the deep blue sky,
Swifts glide like arrows: “Weer!! … Weer!!!"
They paint ‘Van Gogh’ esk clouds with effortless cheer,
All singing goodbye to the sun with gleeful sighs.
Large, loud locusts oscillate above
Their wings like cymbals: "tsk-****-tsk"
Acclaiming their love with a cheeky wink
Hello darkness, they shout with a buzz!
minisha Apr 27
Whispers of gold adorn your visage,
but why do they hide your facade?
The orange skies are calling your name,
but you're too vague to gaze the glade.
The dawn lifts your veil,
for you long to be caressed by the sun,
but as the covetous twilight blinks,
you shy away from the world.
Sebastian Mar 3
Face of light
Guide me through hell
In the depths of the night
Release me from this spell

Reflected on the moon
I will be reminded through the journey
Every time I think of you
And why can’t it be sooner?

Embodiment of light,
Show me how you do it right
Teach me how to shine,
How to act, how to write.

Clearly, I am inclined in some way
This strange road led by desire
Bumpy rocks will try to stray
But when I look up
I know I am headed the right way.
Vianne Lior Feb 10
Streetlights flicker on,
but no one notices the dusk—
is it always this quiet?
David Cunha Dec 2024
Streets shrouded in mist
Lamps of a yellow hue
Awe contemplation
- David Cunha
december 6, 2024
at dusk
Ylzm Sep 2024
When evening comes and evil rouse
When howls and shrieks of terror without
The Day is here and within we're ready
Assured dark shall pass and into light
We'll walk when the doors are opened
But the fight's the despair and fear
From sights and sounds of evil's triumph
It's cruel rampages and idolatrous boasts
But that Day comes in the dark of dusk
The Sun's hid that dark destroys dark
And a pleasant land refreshed revealed
And our eyes behold only beauty and light
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