Under Twilight

 

We touched the twilight

And it moved to the back

Glowing and illuminating

Innumerous they spread in the sky

One by one

We counted them all

 

Laying on baby’s breathe

Sky stretching

As daylight was pulled back into waking slumber

And Autumn fell, its leafless trees

Bending to the winds command

 

I lay my head

Your heart beat raising in my ears

Softly my face lifted

With the breath, you sighed

And your figured darkened

A shadow upon the earth

 

The sky wanted its daylight back

And tugging the rich purples and angry reds

Daylight listened, obeying sky’s wishes;

Our eyes covered sightless and drifting

Floating until twilight would come again.

Reviews

[Sarah]

You are a very powerful writer when it comes to description and color! I could imagine myself here! I LOVE the title, too! Very beautiful. :) :)

[Astrid Hamilton]

I didn't mean my review as an invention or advisory of sorts-
you are shepherd poet and your words are beautiful and inventive and brilliantly creative in every way a writer could possibly be;
and this one is a memory that reminds me of the days
WritersCafe we as writers, and readers, would play-
and I'd inhale the words
a smiling woman, curious girl, of what it's like to step in time continuum,
go to the places written before me,
leafless trees will come to be,
love,
whatever you make them.

[Astrid Hamilton]

Daylight listened, obeying sky's wishes;

(genius)

Sky obeyed daylight's heart,
tears of rain.
Listen.