Twilight Inklings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Twilight Inklings
Silence of the night broken by the roar of a jet
engine reaching for the sky.
Ambivalent thoughts run around in evening's
darkness, looking for their places in a poem.
Ebony scarlet shadows sneak about, watching antics
of nature playing under the stars.
Twilight inklings of a future day stand aside,
waiting for their time to be put on display,
etching their accomplishments on the Milky Way.
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