Dawn To Dusk Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

DAWN TO DUSK

Sun's inks show in the East
Sun's inks grow, rousing beast.
Sun's inks glow, fun and feast, high plighting of love!

Sun sinks slow, first is least up above!

Sun sinks low, in the West.
Sun sinks, so, for the best,
Sun's inks go, wry behest, sigh, blighting of love!


Jonathan Robin 1 May 1978 revised 14 October 2021

DAWN TO DUSK

Sun's inks show in the East
Sun's inks grow, rousing beast.
Sun's inks glow, fun and feast, and plighting of love!

Sun sinks slow, first is least up above!

Sun sinks low, in the West.
Sun sinks, so, for the best,
Sun's inks go, Thy behest, and blighting of love!


1 May 1978