by Brian Francis
The twilight hour, drawing the night
Copyright ©2023 B. F. O’Connor
Dissolving the colors of day
Night flows obscuring the eyes
Daylight yielding, fades away.
Brigades of colors assail the clouds
In waves of deepening hue
The birds set roost among the trees
To sing their soulful tune
As the final reflections of daylight fade
A still quietness settles in
Watched over by the moon and stars
Let the reign of Nyx begin
| by brian francis When shadows reach and gather strength And Nyx rises to claim her right to rule Even Zeus concedes in all his might; yielding Only Selene dares to rise against – revealing Her gaze in shades of blue cast from above Moderating that absolute power of gloom Bathing the world, washing away the darkness During sleeps restless battles in the night Copyright © 2021 brian francis |
| By brian francis When the stars advance to take the sky Pushing mightily the sun into the ground Shadows come alive and rise in the night To haunt those weary in body and mind To challenge the sanity of thoughtfulness Realized between the sounds and illusions Of perception’s innuendo implied The blaze of clouds falls into the purple hues Shimmering reflections, frights awakening Whispering into thoughts; unrealized they worry Like shadows unseen in the darkness Dancing joyfully, worshiping Nyx or Apep Shrouding the world in their embrace Of darkness hiding; the shadow opposing light. Copyright © 2021 brian francis |
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