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Dusk

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The sky is burning
Blue stained with silken flame
Clouds floating above all
Threaded with gold

A ball of bright fire
cris-crossed with black wire
Strung between black houses
On a black street

And black birds
Are landing in black trees
Rustling black leaves
Clutching black branches
with black feet

And the white moon is rising
Over a world of grey
As the fire is sinking
Oh how silent does it rise

The sun is so pretty when it dies
looking out my window while talking to Matthordika i observed 'the sun is so pretty when it dies'. he said i should use that line before he did, so here it is. a sunset in the city.
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VintageChick121's avatar
It beautifully describes dusk... This is a perfect bitter-sweet poem... :)