Best Gloaming Poems

That first glimpse of purple in the gloaming
As dawn softly rises in morning skies 
Ascending along with nature's colors
Is a look of faith and hope in thine eyes.

Wrapped in the rays of sun's glorious hues;
There dwells a calm that instills peace and love
With a passion...

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The sky prepares the sun for night
where drifting clouds are slowly steeping 
in tepid pools of waning light
where soon the moon will find her sleeping

above a field of wild blooms 
where evening shade is gently seeping
into the brush where sunset looms
beyond the reach of shadows...

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Gloaming Glory

Fiery orb of living luminous light 
    descending slowly before the 
        sea at the edge of the horizon, 

I am one with you, connected 
    through the cosmos divinely. 
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I was a daydreamer and stargazer, who eagerly awaited calm nights of glitter,
Like blue skies warily turning pink, plum and red, as orange sun sinks, bitter.

I grew familiar with diverse constellations, along the different astral avenues,
Vanishing in the pink dawn of golden, like perpetual lime...

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Beneath the weeping willow
A gentle figure swings
Her dress of white a-billow
While soft and sweet she sings

She sang within this bower
What song I cannot tell
Her hair bedecked with flowers
Blue Canterbury bells

And on into the gloaming
Is heard this pleasant sound
When stars begin their roaming
She lets her hair...

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In the stray lavender of twilight
as cactis' spindled obelisks
brush spreading lapis sky
a honeyed sun 
holds tight
to desert crags
for a last glimpse
of fulgid sage
and adobe rainbow dwellings 
sprawled in the valley.
I await the candle moon's 
flickering smile
shining in gully water
and darts of starlight
glowing in my arid...

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Into the gloaming my stallion steps
His hooves beating homage to the day
Upon his back I go to meet the dark
My gown floating in beautiful disarray 

The night will cover soon the land
My steed will fade into my dreams
On pillows fashioned of silver thread
Sweet repose until...

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The day is done. Travel dispersed, no more roaming.
Between dusk and sunset, it’s the gloaming.
I settle to watch, inspired by that instant moment,
When day gives over to night a regal bestowment.
Lights begin to shimmer, as we near twilight.
Across the horizon created a radiant glow so...

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By Sunset's Gloaming

At this lovely time of day when we put all cares away,
When the clouds display their pink and blue soft colors,
And birds are seen in silhouette as they return to roost,
That is the best time of the day, as Sol retires and bids
Adieu...

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This mystic time the poets call the gloaming,
A lingering salute to end of day,
Comes long enough to usher in the nighttime
And welcome in the moon and star display.



written 7/18/19
For Arbitrium Divisa 3 poetry contest
Sponsor Gregory E. Barden
Taken from my poem "Twilight" Posted  March 21...

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Gloaming
early evening
day following sunset
dare see changing good
nightfall.



dated 30-07-2013

written for the contest "One in three:write Beautifully" by Andrea Dietrich....

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The sun takes a nap and the moonlight plays
Then there comes a certain time of day

The flowers tire and go to sleep
Squirrels and birds take a peep

Rainbow colors dance across the sky
Soft white clouds way up high

This is the gloaming of the night....
Behold the beauty...

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twinkle eyes twinkle eyes i see you 
stop hiding behind the shades i won’t hurt you
i’ll be good i’ll be kind just trust me you will see
i only wish to make you mine for all eternity

I know how to love i was trained by the...

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In the absence of moonlight          Beyond midnight        Making love      In the gloaming      For an eternity    ...

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there is no ink between those lines 
so sit beside me, put away your ire
no whitespace to read, everything's fine 
It's been a long day and we're both tired

even now, golden is the light to be seen
windowed breeze blows fresh to inhale
now breathe it deep...

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