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Last Light

White topped waves in the fading light Like magic carpets taking flight Draw ceaseless lines across the sea Incessant soothing harmony. The sky is flecked with dark grey clouds Overbearing ominous shrouds Now all that's left are specks of white As the day succumbs to the last light.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 11/21/2014 5:34:00 PM
beautiful imagery - really enjoyed this write:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 11/21/2014 5:09:00 PM
Really liked this poem, good flow and good imagery. Just a thought listen to it with "the" removed from the end of the last line. Thanks for the wonderful poem :o)
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