AS Night meets Day

Standing by the bay We gaze out as night meets day a kind of touch-and- go Like the waves that kiss the shore And there are those few beats when orange-red melts into cool blue A splash of brilliant crimson-mauve hue I wish it would last forever; So perfectly blended together Those few moments I…

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My Garden

I had to write a metaphorical poem, based on a prompt I received. This is my take on it.   I sat in my garden Resting my back Against the trunk Of an old oak tree Gazing at all All that lay before me – Content and happy   Seeds that I had sowed Some…

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