Amber Quill
From amber quill of daylight’s wane,
warmed honey clouds sketch mirrored swells.
Bronzed seagulls dipped in twilight’s train;
from amber quill of daylight’s wane.
In fluttered mass, a golden vein,
lifts from the waves in sunset’s spell.
From amber quill of daylight’s wane,
warmed honey clouds sketch mirrored swells.
Copyright © David Mohn | Year Posted 2015
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