Night Is

But the Night is a different matter
Deflecting the Sun is a Pearl of Gloom
Hidden from sight formerly the latter
Watching awhile for clockwork to resume

Bouncing between circuits of imagery replayed
Caught inside dimensions naked Light displayed

Dresses Nothingness in such a sight
A different matter, but the Night . . .



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-05-27 at 22:00

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
A great nocturnal poem!
2019-05-28