Comments Inbox
| |
About This Poem
BLACK DIAMOND NIGHT
Black night like raven peaks its strides
On ashen wings hung low on breeze,
While moon turns her crepe face and hides
Dragging through seams of vagrant trees.
Just when the thick of fog devours
A hundred moths chain-links the sky;
To pirouette in blazes, shine the hours
Changing eve with diamond eyes.
Meshed web of stars peeps through frail light
As if to send a dazzling sign,
That crowned air can unwrap night"s plight
When jeweled moths and boughs align
For Nate’s Black Diamond Night Contest
|
|
|