Perfecting The Darkness

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Perfecting darkness
The night;
I hear it
I touch it...

The night turns alabaster in the moon's warm embrace entwining silver rays on a fluid rhythm of sparkling novae..Baroque stars circle moon...platinum gilted wrapping Lazhward fire of an ancient dappled night
Plumeria scents entice, permeating lilting dew drops dancing like nymphs in fragrant glossed time-worn skies.

Tinseled runes murmur
A poem whispers
Sleeping leaves scatter

Glimmering stars devour shadows of fog into an auric spell. Starbeams' mystic light echoes in the quilting of solace I find in my own embrace.

My refugee heart takes refuge in poetry. Time stops. I am asleep and awake at the same time.

On nimble feet
I tiptoe
Pirouetting like
A ballerina
Turning my night to a Sonata
The ink blurs into a Vivaldi sonnet.

I breathe the whole night in one breath......

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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