Treasure Island

ivor .e hogg

(7th April 1934 / Co Durham)

Temporary Victory


The distant trees a filigree.
Twigs and branches purposefully
tight intertwined. Through which I see
an orange orb: The setting sun.

I do not fear he fall of night
but gaze in wonder at the sight.
Amidst branches glowing bright
an orange orb: The setting sun.

As daylight slowly fades away
to mark the ending of the day.
I will remember when I pray
an orange orb: The setting sun.

The night has laid her velvet cloak
across a world of sleeping folk.
Soon dawn will launch her counterstroke
an orange orb: The rising sun.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, February 08, 2011

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