At Dusk, At Dawn, This Morning's Sky
by Richard Naviasky
At Dusk
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The sun, longing for a rest,
pulls a blanket to its chest
and sinks slowly through the West.
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The blanket slides above its eyes…
and from the eaves a first bat flies
as bedrooms ring with lullabies.
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A first night owl begins to sing,
the brightest stars start twinkling
and shadows ooze from everything.
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At Dawn
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Early morning shadows
of grass upon grass...
I wish this would last
a little longer.
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This Morning's Sky
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There. A line of birds
is stitched into the fabric
of this morning's sky.
About the Creator
Richard Naviasky
This lover of words is a retired NYC firefighter (2/4/2001-2/4/2021) living now in Colorado where I write, draw silly pictures, play guitar, and keep writing...
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