Long Synchronism Poems

The long, motionless hours of night;
a nod, a blink or deep breath away from
a new day's noise and bustle.
Modern life, soon enough, will secure
its grip on each of us.
Many prefer the reticent solitude offered
in darkness....

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Dawn's light gained gently in the east,
casually erasing the remnant of a fine, misty 
fog away from a deep and enfolding night.
The eastern skies rang out, a bell choir 
peeling, in gold and strawberry light.
Shades...

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