phase 1
phosphorous beacon
patently poised
in the heavens
crisp,
blazon,
bold
inducer of revelry
creator of chaos
serenity’s bane
portent
of mischief
in the night
phase II
waning appetite from
devoured feast
with crescent of darkness
disgorged from the east
phase III
middle terminator
equal divide
at midnight awakens
and beckons the tide
phase 4
lustrous cradle
obliquely hung in
the heavens
blurred,
soft,
serene
inducer of reverie
composer of shadow
mystery’s muse
whisper
of clarity
in the night
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Fantastic Steve - wonderful rhythm, vivid images, loved it! Kind regards, Justine.