Shades of Grape

Black edges a turquoise horizon, inking silhouettes a cobalt blue. And shining stars, like twinkling candles, faintly flicker in and out of view. Color escapes from night’s dark abyss, as shadows reborn are given shape. And sunbeams gild the rim of the earth, distilling reds into shades of grape. Sound is suspended, all is silent, a magical time, before birds fly. Magenta clouds share shades of crimson, imbued with fire that ignites the sky. A birthing sun ascends from the east, its brilliance engulfing all of space. Daylight reclaims territories lost, and night vanishes, without a trace. Written Jan 7th, 2016 for the contest, Any Poem, sponsor, Broken Wings