Trigon
Dangling from a horizon in amber hues,
Venus illuminates the southern sky,
Veiled in mottled shades of steely blue.
In the west, the moon looks out, from the corner of her eye,
A symphonic moment, when the sun arises and bestrides.
Title reference: A Trigon is an ancient Greek stringed instrument in a triangular shape.
Definition for: “Bestrides”: To dominate
For: Bite Size Poem No. 34 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Copyright © Paulette Calasibetta | Year Posted 2022
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