A White Silken Shroud
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A silver sliver of crescent moon
slips over the rim of the Earth.
Sol waits in inky darkness as Dawn's light
pierces the Night at its heart,
announcing His rebirth.
A pink carnation of a sun
blooms on the horizon's east edge.
And a spider's web, freshly spun,
hangs like netting draped on the hedge.
gold butterfly wings
wrapped in a white silken shroud...
life's eaten alive
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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