Twilight’s story

Behold twilight’s smokey sky

That scarlet bed of roses

Surrounded by a blanket

of blackened dye,

you can see the silver moon

as it poses.

See the sun sinking

into a shimmering ocean

as amber beams caress

a golden cloud,

swifts diverge like a hurricane

in perfect motion

and the auburn fox calls out

to hunt crying aloud.

From the muddy Earth

Came the intrepid badger, Sneaking,

Beside an old hardened river,

As he roamed like a ghost

in an old cottage peaking

before the Barn owl’s wailing

cry, which made me shiver.

The golden sun shook its carpet in its trace.

The sky was smothered with stars of tiny sand

And children watched the stars unravel

Before the sun stretched its mighty arms

Across the land.

Labels: Poem

Words and rhymes--- By Robert Fullarton