After Hours

It is now eventide at the museum,
Myriad masterworks line the walls, 
Elated crowds no longer pressing,
In rapt thrall of beauty and color!
Art awaits once more being beheld,
On a night of porcelain moonlight.


Written on 10/30/2021
For: BITE SIZE POEM no25 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
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Wolf Avatar
October 31, 2021 at 6:18 PM
The quiet of the eventide restores the paintings' sanity and purpose. Delightful verse, Evelyn :) gw
Buehler Avatar
October 31, 2021 at 8:02 PM
Thank you for your lovely comment, Gershon. :) Evelyn
Buhagiar Avatar
October 30, 2021 at 10:12 PM
Excellent bite of a poem. Best fo a win.
Buehler Avatar
October 31, 2021 at 9:37 AM
Thank you for the happy thoughts. :)
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