Day 1

1st of December, still closer to November.

1st of December, 2016

Within a silent breath, the night climbs the sky.

The once intensely burning sun now seems languid and brass.

Prepared for slumber, she is buried at the neck of the earth,

Swept in the finest muslin, covered by the dusk.

Never should her fragile tranquility be disturbed,

Never should her abyss be tarnished by vile presence.

She will rest under the wings of the void,

And rise again with a rapid force, and have the sphere as her throne.

She will claim her azure vault.

Time will sleep and wait for her return.

"Azura Sun"

Author's Note

Summary of the poem: "Basically, it's getting darker, and that sucks"

The picture was taken by my friend in Stockholm!

Reviews

[annalysiar]

It’s unique and the picture sets it off
I can’t wait to read more

[Emily]

Interesting piece and as always, you have a way with words and bringing a poetry piece alive!

[Bear]

I enjoy your phraseology style, the flow and depth compliment each other with great continuity which sports the imagery your words inspire. Well done, Standing Ovation! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

[Omikron]

Thank you very much, I was scared that my style would become repetitive, as I've used it in so many other poems before. But I guess you can't grow tired of who you are and your personal style :)
Thank you for reading, hope you'll enjoy the rest of my verbal christmas calendar!