Best Dusk To Dawn Poems
A spent sun, sullied and bleeding,
starts to sink, defeated by Night.
And chameleon clouds blush pink,
absorbing drops of crimson light.
Vermillion inks the horizon,
like luminous carnival glass.
And a pitted, golden moon shines
like a sphere of unpolished brass.
The sky is cloaked in black velvet;
an ebony softness that flows.
And sleep's allowed to wander free;
to tend to fantasies and woes.
The sun rises like a phoenix
from the charcoal ashes of Night.
And sets the eastern skies afire;
ignited by Dawn's breaking light.
Peach, strawberry, and cinnamon;
tint, scattered clouds of misty grey.
And this mix of pastel colors
indicates that Sol's on His way.
Shifting shadows detach from black
when the sun chases Night away.
And twinkling stars swiftly vanish,
washed away by the light of day.
Sensory realm
Magical transformation
Astronamical
As each dawn draws nearer to
its dusk, i'm one step closer to you.
One more day of life united under sun
and moon shadows.
From snow storms to sun showers our
seasons grow colorful.
Painted in shades of rainbow passion.
Each moment nurtures our love blooms.
Lay
A Twilight ends the sweltering day with a dusky simmer
American liberty, is what we're commemorating
Firecrackers burst above us, romantic, lights that shimmer
Under a lit sky we stand, with family celebrating
The day put on her twilight veil
And walked off into the night
No moon or stars to show the way
Just darkness to dull her sight
Then silently from east it came
A silver eerie kind of light
Casting shadows from the hedgerows
Making all around seem bright
The mystic moon her place she took
Way up high in autumn sky
Day walked on with quickened pace
As silent shadows slipped on by
At last her walk came to an end
As dawns fingers fanned the sky
With a reddish glow like lava
To bring morning to you and I
From dusk to dawn
No sex for two years
My days are numbered
APRIL NATIONAL POETRY MONTH CONTEST
BEST LOVE OR INTIMACY POEM
Apprehensively, I stepped into a crowded
Wedding reception of a distant relative,
That is when I saw you from afar,
Instantly, my mood changed from apprehensive,
To desire, a woman born magicly for me!
Your flawless skin
Suntanned and glowing,
Your long red hair
Fiery and flowing,
Your presence melted
Throughout my being,
Your flighty flirty silky voice
Above the music and the noise,
Was like an angel’s harp,
A cupid’s arrow,
Aimed straight at my heart.
My breathing shallow,
With a saucy look,
You threw your head back,
Flicked your hair,
Was this a dare,
I drowned in your gaze,
You turned my way,
As if to say yes, you may.
The floor began to slide,
Quickening my pulse,
My senses not so steady,
I felt quite heady,
Your sensuality electric,
It was incredible,
I could almost taste your lips,
So cherry red, so edible,
As I savored you, but
No more could I take.
I walked across the room
And swung you in my arms,
Your titillating laugh,
And long slender legs,
Told secretly of
Other Hidden charms.
I took you home,
The wind was wild,
Your red hair slapped my face,
You held my arm so tight,
With excitement yet with
Poise and grace.
On the way, not a word
Did you speak, your wide,
Hazel brown eyes said all.
We fell in love that night,
And knew each other well,
By first light.
I cradled you murmuring
I will love you till I die,
She took a strand of her long
Red hair, encircling
Our wedding fingers.
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SPONSOR: Daniel Henry Rogers
Date: 07/04/2026
MIDSUMMER – DAWN TO DUSK
Out the window
Well past the stalking hours
There is a stillness with whispered promise
Through the trees a street light loses prominence
The green Goliath still sleeps
Old roses hang together bonded by dew
And the new bravely greet dawn
What in the noontime blaze comes singing left right
above places
Questioning origin of the Sun?
All stirs together – wood flesh steel
The fickle sky revealing then concealing
A vapor trail at heavenly height
Breathless relaxed by necessity one survives
This the true hour of contemplation
And at one point a glimpse beyond
Sinking
A natural consequence when fires burn low
The pilgrim walks slowly steadily west
Another question –
What was that all about?
Night comes and calls for darkness,
bringing end of the day or something, or the hope for a new sunshine ,
For the rise of a new day ;
a newfangled day wrapped like a bride in unrevealed attire,
don’t know what will be inside?
Perhaps new paths to fulfill our dreams, or vicious way to destroy our desires??
like a house newly built or an already built house on fire?
Whatever comes across, in the journey of life-
Why worry?
Why hurry?
to discover the unknown, and forget the present?
Nope, why do that? Why not enjoy the existing life and why forget our life's essence?
Thee is the creator,
And we- the exciting creations.
Life is a game we playing,
but full of expectations.
one day I just thought-
and my mind states fought,
with each other....and finally-
I was dancing on the hill top singing my favorite song,
When suddenly the bell rang at the time so wrong!,
and my dream came to end,
It’s the time to go to work, finally.
bye to dreams, welcome the new day,
an another humdrum day,
And somebody felt how the sunshine burnt the hay…….
Oh what a beautiful day we have had.
The sun is tired and must go to bed.
The darkness falls much too fast for this warm summer’s eve.
The creatures that have slept all through the day.
Wait for the moon to come out and play.
As soon as it gets high in the sky.
The owl hoots, crickets chirp and bats fly by.
This mysterious time between sunset and dawn.
Makes one sleepy and I start to yawn.
I see falling stars as I close my eyes.
Occult feelings deepen the dark as it dyes.
And with a brush like a thief in the dark.
Paints it all black.
Till the sun takes it back.
I dream of the tall oaks that spill the darkness of shadows down.
The winds blow a tune of a lonesome bayou sound.
The cry of the owl moves about in the night.
The fog is thick under moonlight.
As the full red moon is slowly displaced.
I watch the darkness of the night fade away.
A beam of sunlight touches my face.
The dew still stands on the old oak leaves.
A spider's web in the sunlight gleems.
From dusk to dawn I watch time pass,
a new day born as the sun sets fast.
The creek runs infinite among the silhouette of the tall pines,
set against the baby blue sky.
In all of nature's beauty, from dusk to dawn, I will not forget,
the still quietness,
in the wilderness.
Extinguishing day,
Sol's scarlet sphere sinks
o'er the horizon;
into a sea of
liquid ebony
at the edge of Earth.
Twilight darkens dusk,
gathering shadows
that merge with the night;
while trillions of stars
unveiling their light,
begin to twinkle.
Night absorbs color
till Dawn's light pierces
its ebony heart;
and it bleeds scarlet,
tinting misty clouds
cotton candy pink.
Once again
The chirping birds bestirred me
As if from deep-dwelling womb
Of darkness unknown,
The night slipped from my eyelids,
The dawn as opened my eyes
And the pre-dawn Nature embraced me
Once again.
And once again
I felt like an infant in mother’s lap,
Wanting to be there forever more
But for alarm bell breaking my dream.
The mirror in the bath announced
Me as a grown up getting late,
Putting me on to the routine
Once again.
And all day it was me against time,
The day dissolving unto dusk
And evening unto night,
The body and mind keen
To be back in mother-nature’s lap,
And soon I’m back to that hazy dark road
Taking me to one more dreamland
Once again.
If life is a dream,
And dream nothing but a whim,
A day dream so grim.
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Musings | 33.10.2025 | dawn, dream, dusk, mother, nature
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Emma O. Cajurao)
Life …
changes color
when twilight returns
Darkness
a palette
remixing your doubt
Stars
a backdrop
canvassed with unknowing
Rainbows
left truant
—moon shadows about
(Dreamsleep: August, 2023)