Emile Pinet Poet Blank verse

Receding Shadows

Night inks space in ebon shades,
as the sun sets, at Day's end.
And unveils a starry sky,
awaiting Dawn's early glow.

At the fringes of darkness,
indigo morphs into black.
And receding shadows merge;
morphing into silhouettes.

Tethered to Night, ebony
saturates infinity.
And an entire cosmos is
encased within its embrace.

The universe hides black holes
in places, devoid of light.
And spiraling into them,
nothing can escape their grip.

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Cynthia Jones April 6, 2015 at 2:49 PM Emile, this is a perfectly penned piece of poetry. Well done. :O) Keep up with the great work. Keep on penning. Thank you so very much for sharing your wonderful and creative talents with us. We all truly appreciate it. A 7 from me. *S* Cynthia Emile Pinet April 6, 2015 at 5:06 PM Thanks again Cynthia, I'm in your debt. Emile.