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A Season's Glow
beauty, blessing, January, magic, moon, sunset, winter A SEASON’S GLOW © ‘Bastille’ winter-lodes wait anticipating the reserved and affected invasions of the sun’s setting rays, to lay its' mark upon her surrounding ice-capped winter hood--- Fortifying ‘arms’ now stand saluting at attention to the expected deluges to carnival delights from the setting sun…. Applause from ‘knightly’ lances carry a shadow-display, when brought to arms; 'toe-elbowing' their stances to a light bright multiplexed review…. Eventide’s soon to reach cosmic nighttime ceilings and is brought momentarily to stands aside, to hushed warnings off snow iced platforms gaining cheery fire-light at each kissed by-pass retreat…. At devotion ‘arms’ stretch their winter façades 'drawing' close their 'painted' ‘four o’clock’ shadows; that mark out each stance--- Alas, the playhouse ‘adieus’ end with sad commendations; when staged dimmed lights snuff and flicker out to blackness. Nighttime slants and an interval is at hand, for waning sun’s rays, to dismiss their stationed sentinels over to moonlit beamed doom--- Night plagues with harmonizing rhythms; as ice-tinkling ‘icicles’ from branches high salute the night time, sky-faerie's lite and dance upon a new stage!
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