A Bullfrog's Croak
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Silent as smoke, darkness descends;
as shadows merge and daylight ends.
For summoned by a bullfrog's croak;
darkness descends, silent as smoke.
The Moon pools in ebony skies;
gilded golden; She starts to rise.
One of the night's brightest jewels;
in ebony skies, the Moon pools.
Blue bleeds red from a dying sun,
a telltale sign that day is done.
Inking crimson clouds overhead;
from a dying sun, blue bleeds red.
Signaling their love, fireflies flash;
as dusk settles like sooty ash.
Under the stars, twinkling above;
fireflies flash, signaling their love.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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