Best Dusks Poems

There's a place I go in fields nearby
Where I like to simply stand and watch the sky.

I see the trees in every season
That change throughout the year,
But I know that if I go away
They will still be there.

The streams will still flow
The leaves will still...

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In late dusks, smothered sighs of pain melt into tomorrow,
When waltzing sounds lift and fall in veiled irrelevance.
Sacred moments are captured in the twilight’s golden yolk of creation,
While crystalline waves of wind ring a farewell to the fate of the day.
A lone dove cuts through...

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