Hours Of SunderA Poem by Kate H
Luminous hours sunder, as dusk aligns in. Gratis spirits straggle, suiting night tides begin.
In advance of shadows, the alleys and crowd, essences now jaunting, lust for patent aloud. Burly rolling wisps, perspiration- ample the air, this lightless ness with breaths fleetly, as if no occasion to spare. Clamor of sunlight brio, slothful it will rid- exposing variant entity, that past tense stored hid. Hearths now resolved, daintily aglow- the incense of their remainder, marrying breezes that blow. Swaddled in their contentment, the innocent dream away, as nightfall concludes to commence a new day. © 2015 Kate HReviews
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1 Review Added on January 7, 2015 Last Updated on January 7, 2015 AuthorKate HVincent, ALAboutI'm the mother of the two best, most precious, rewarding things that could have ever happened to or been bestowed upon me and/or my entire existence. I adore my kids and since becoming a mother, I kno.. more..Writing
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