Poetry and the like, by Amy Opal Marshall


Sunday, 13 September 2015

Night

Rest-heralding shadows - silent, undistractable - process...
Gather the world into the cradling arms of night.
The sun's black cloak - star-studded blanket - Earth caress...
Gather every creature of the day to tuck them out of sight.
And should dark dim cheer - draw sadness - summon fear...
Gather humankind to the warmth of great hearth's heartening light.

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