When Day Turns To Night

When the day turns to night, I wonder

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If we watched it, would it still change?

Whenever I look away, it seem to darken

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An optical illusion, magic? It’s strange

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How the sky is black one moment now,

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The next it’s devoid of stars and moon

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But one look away and it seems to morph,

And Twilight says the day comes soon

Reviews

[M. L. Zane]

I smell an opportunity for meta fiction here. Try starting the poem in a larger font, and slowly shrink down to a smaller one. This will give a visual illusion that will add to the basic premise you've started here, and I think you'll get a lot of thumbs up by doing it. Otherwise, it is just another night poem, and though it is a well painted minimalist piece, it needs something to set it apart.

[VertoAtrum]

I never really figure that font had anything to do with the content. When you read a poem, its the words, not the way the font is presented. I just don't see it making much difference.

[M. L. Zane]

Experimentation is always worth a go.

[Kaylie]

I like this one :) I like this perspective