Night Globe

Brown fields slowly filling
With light dancing frills of eiderdown
Heavenly night spilling
Kingdoms castles chills of ice to crown

Worlds below the velvet skies
Vaulted deep, pearly, diamond pinned
Only Sleep, believes it's eyes
Nothing moves, is closed or opened



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2021-10-26 at 15:55

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