"End of an Age"

Apollo’s chariot is descending

To kiss the horizon and usher Moon

With night and continue time unending

He will pass the baton to Luna soon

This fiery orange of the Sun’s aura

Permeates the heavens in the late day

Twilight begins to dimly light flora

Day has almost nearly been put away 

Explosions of color fill darkened skies

Hues of cardinal and titian rule all

The last burst before the light of day dies

All rays are retracted; the final call

Let the night begin, creatures of the dark

Now Moon, on your journey you must embark

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

No compaction of emotion or wording, keeps the entire piece simple and easy to read, which makes the reader devour it, well done, good read.

[JamesTleBourn]

Thank you, thomas! I appreciate your kind words!