La LuneA Poem by Misterr RemeatTrying to capture the sight of great beauty in words. Ha! Just messin' with ya!In the time they call twilight when the day asks forgivness from the night I stand and wait for you to rise await the love that is in your eyes so bright That precious hour when all is still The lonely call of Whip-poor-will The darkened east and orange lit west stirs the heart within my chest alight The stars appear to create your church I watch patiently from my ocean perch The wind starts waves and sets them free and then on the edge I watch the sea ignite Your white gold glory breaking free lights the landscape by degree until you shine full upon this land and awestruck is this humble man this night
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StatsAuthorMisterr RemeatNanaimo, cold and rainy then warm and sunny, CanadaAboutI live in Nanaimo B.C. under the "Witless"Protection Program. Nanaimo is on the East coast of Vancouver Island which is on the West Coast of Canada. I work too much but still find time to write and ta.. more..Writing
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