Evening Sky Poem by Angela Wybrow

Evening Sky



It’s a little after quarter to seven,
When I raise my eyes up to heaven.
The milky moon emits an eerie light –
Not its normal pure, pearlescent light.

The sky is a misty midnight blue;
The moon is almost hidden from view:
It’s like a smoky smudge up in the sky,
With silvery clouds sailing on by.

The stars are up there shining bright,
But, by the clouds, they’re hidden from sight.
Darkness descends – his cloak unfurls,
And spreads itself across the world.

Around me is silence – all is still.
I shiver with the evening’s chill.
From the darkness, I want to hide.
I reach my house and I step inside.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
John Brown 22 October 2013

Don't be scared Angela, it can't hurt you.

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Angela Wybrow

Angela Wybrow

Salisbury, Wilts, UK
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