The Cloak Of Night Poem by Paul Reed

The Cloak Of Night



And now the deep and ominous veil
Has cast opalescence asplay
And left the rushing winds
A distant memory on their way;

The greyness sits on the shoulders
Of the thoughts of the darkness to come,
In the distance faint images of fingers
Flexing the night's strings to strum;

Gone, the brave and optimistic light
Which stood in the sky so tall
Banished beneath the suffusive cloak
Across which the starry night sprawls

Saturday, March 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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