Raven Syke

Red Dusk - Poem by Raven Syke

Red sweeps the freedom of sky
A relentless flame above the tide
Burning hot, the passion of young
A lingering whisper of the sweet sun

Scales of a beast, ancient and old
Prickles of magic too fathom to behold
It burns it seethes it hurts to watch
It's close enough and eager to scorch

A golden rust so warm of later day
Goodness prays its here to stay
Eyes of rich topaz, hair of dark scarlet
The sun retreats to its warm night bed

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, February 15, 2013

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