When Milk Was In The Nocturnal Skies Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

When Milk Was In The Nocturnal Skies

When milk was in the nocturnal skies
And milky tear drops fell down its face
Rasping the secure windows and the door
Palaces and cloisters full deep
And trembled yet stood solid
All the columns.
Night, rare winter night,
A secret of the haunted skies
And lands and caves and seas!

Wednesday, January 31, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: haunted,winter
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