TWILIGHT
World's edges soften,
light's knives
blunted.
Sun's fingers
slip beneath
horizon's mattress.
Swimming neon sea
by eve's calming wind.
posted by William Robbins @ 7:00 AM
LAIR OF THE PENMAN
Daily spiritual reflections from a journey through light and ambrosia. Please also check out The Sentence Structure for more of my writings.
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- EVER
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- NOT MUCH
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Tuesday, July 08, 2008
light's knives
blunted.
Sun's fingers
slip beneath
horizon's mattress.
Swimming neon sea
by eve's calming wind.
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