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Just Before Dawn

Just before dawn

concrete lies submersed in sea of darkness

given portrait in the cones of illumination,

but discretely never revealing the tales of midnight

in its soft suggestive tints

from the electrified sentinels,

silently casting their faithful beacon

over the fading eve,

as the thick carpet of ebony

is slowly shredded by streaks of sunrise.

 

Mind bristles with curiosity

when bathed in its light

about what secrets were buried

during the rendezvous of hearts,

clandestine clusters in plans

and cloaked thieves counsels

who plot a day's sacrifice

unto their altars of greed.

 

But during the reign of fleeting calm

vanquished by the later races towards noon,

there still shins during the ebbing amber hues

magic that lingers in the thoughts,

along with a desire to preserve the simple purity

of quiet's clarity,

hoping that perhaps

with this sun's birth

part of this glow's treasure

would drape the morn with more than questions,

which never seem to be answered

other than in a dimming lamplight's reflective touch.

Author notes

Prompt:
3. standing under dim lamplights.

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  • checkmate
    July 20

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    this is exactly what I was looking for. such cimple beauty- and the fleeting feeling I've had and never seemed able to express. this is simply amazing. I love the verses, the imagery anf the simple emotions you cast inyo your soft words.

    there are no words for this- only that I love this piece. ♥

    -checkmate-

  • transit
    July 6

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    ooo

    I love where the poem was taken and the imagery was awesome too!! The story progressed well and I could nearly feel everything going on. Good luckies!

    transit~


  • maralisa gold member
    July 6

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    Mind bristles with curiosity when bathed in its light
    about what secrets were buried .during the rendezvous of hearts,clandestine clusters in plans and cloaked thieves counsels who plot a day's sacrifice unto their altars of greed.which never seem to be answered other than in a dimming lamplight's reflective touch wonderfultake on the promt good luck in the contest