Night to Day to Night

I decided to write a rhyming poem just for the heck of it, and to make my writing club's advisor mad ;)

I’m handed a rose as black as night

Its ebony petals shine in the moonlight

The thorns prick my fingers

I squint as the blood lingers

 

I gaze at the indigo sky

The constellations create entertainment for my eyes

And as I watch the sunrise

I mourn the night’s demise

 

The sun paints the sky orange and red

Bringing life for the dead

It transforms into a pale blue

And the golden sun melts the morning dew

 

The sunset paints the sky purple and pink

My tired eyes begin to blink

It’s time for sleeping

Descend into slumber to the sound of the nocturnal birds peeping

 

The grass is my bed and the reeds are my sheets

And the next morning this will all repeat

Reviews

[Ruth]

This is surreal hon! lol
I love it, ryhme or not lol
Beautifully thought out and rides along a mystical wave :)
xx

[the-One-with-the-Darkne..]

I really like this. very verygood.