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Poetria 2d
orange flower flicker shy
pinprick of light, puncture the sky
break the day, hold my face
kiss this sleeping heart awake
even the shadows have a softer outline
The night never runs dry
the full moon is super cool
so are the bubbling stars
on the banks of the sea rivers!
The next stop is starry fair
but there is a catch to hop up there.

You got to do that
meet the condition of the night:
Ambling like it down the full moon
with blindfolded eyes!

You can ask how long
but ask not why.
For the length of time
think of walking it away
until the nightingale chimes out
upon the rose bottoming out of the night.
And for not asking why
because the Moon in the dark
never loses its sway!
Steady shadows wince
At the sunrise smiling wide
Seeing it's lover
Saying casual goodbyes
To it's famed fling named goodnight
Sunrise Fling Tanka
Lunar Oct 6
I'm always in a constant daze;
a haze of blues,
of sunset hues.

I'll keep dreaming for now;
of clouds in skies,
until I see the sunrise.
in a state of sleep, and only you can wake me up.

(j.m.)
B D Caissie Oct 3
Sundial casts shadows
Mirror reflects forgiveness
Joy comes at sunrise

©
Betty Sep 28
When strands of night become day

Deepest purple turns to lilac gold

Quietly chasing away the lingering white of the stars

When ragged day becomes night

A fiesta of reds and orange

Boiling into the heavens beyond the horizon

The gentle dawn and the evening carnival

Inviting humanity to stop and gaze across the ages

United in a simple act, the colour of wonder
Ntete Sep 28
A young unblemished angel, Made so real.
Arrived prior to my expectation.
For sure he sent you to me.
You came wholly, full of motivation.
My life once full of joy, Made me reel.

A blessing of the decade you were
Added meaning to the #incompleto_vita
And perfectly we were bonded
Aging was for sure most scary to us,
Afraid of losing what we had ingrained

Nights were long, days were short
Moments together were sweet and active
Everything meant sense to us
Leaving marks on anything unknowingly
Ke-mo sah-bee (my trusted friend)

Waiting by the thoroughfare daily
Allies judged, said I go crazy
Truly I did but seeing you was the aim
Unwinding nature taking turns on us
Reaping what was honeyed to me

I had you

Laughing, loving was your definition
Only Him knows why this
Void world, here I come, vulnerable and feeble
Empty me further, or give her back.

Yearning for that moment,
On the day you feel sympathy and.
Untie her for me
Bhill Sep 21
Are you out there waiting
Waiting for the one chance
The one and only chance to see
To see the most stunning sensation
To see the rising of a fresh new day
A new day filled with fascinating new experiences
Experiences so unique and seldom beheld

Wait, there it is...

Brian Hill - 2019 # 237
Wait and see it for yourself...
Navila Sep 21
Ever since the pink
of sunrise
was realized in His hands,
God knew
there need to be souls
in awe
and reverent
of His new masterpiece;
a miracle that would
arise every day
gracing His new world
with its ever-changing beauty.

He knew
the sun’s alchemy
upon the sky
would not bring tears
to the eyes of His angels.
This world
would be wasted
on them,
for they would
strip down
this Earth
to its mechanics,
oblivious to its magic.

So He conceived,
of humans,
whose faults
and flaws
would not allow
them to understand
the depth of His creations
but would allow
them to perceive
the splendor of each
daybreak
and the bleeding watercolors
of each sunset.
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