Sunlight sleeps softly as dusk creeps into the horizon
a grimace quickly sweeps across the red orb fading downwards
she is saddened by this distressing routine as she further lowers
The unkind moon drifts above, replacing his polar opposite
He commences his habitual rummaging across trees and seas,
illuminating his path whilst gliding down steep hills
and the fatigued fauna of nature's course
Alas, the battle over flora ceases but for mere hours
as the graceful sun will arise once more, winning the conflict until the next challenging day
Author notes
hmm. honestly, this is the first thing that came to mind. Over thinking pieces usually confuses me. I figured I'd leave it as is. Hopefully it's good enough.
A contest entry
- Imagination by Cannonsfire.
1750 points, ended November 1, 2007, 14 entries
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Comments
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I think its a well written poem. I love poems with moons for some reason. The image of night, pain, shadow and subtle coverings.
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thank you so much.
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