Twilight Poems - Poems about Twilight

Twilight tiptoes through curtained clover leaves Cape starlings stanzaed thank mighty Lord spindly legs shake on spritely evensong breeze closing chirp reminding that day is just a chord What achievements marked chanting hours manifesting with helio hands and heedful head paper, pencil, thoughts danced about in bower patterned sensations twirled needle and thread A silent hymn I sit awaiting...

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The lovely sea sparkles in the haunting light of the moon. Waves of deep cerulean crash against the jagged rocks. Sand of the purest white guards the vast shores. The path of the moon drifts along the glistening surface. A light spray of the twilight sea kisses my face. Amidst the sea, in the rhythmic swells swims a silver dolphin. The...

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Beneath the veil of fading light, A silent shape slips out of sight. No words to bind, no flames to burn— Just shadows folding, slow to turn. A secret drift on whispered air, Gone like mist, yet always there. Farewell, but not the end of trace— A ghostly dance in time and space. Though darkness falls to steal the day, Your memory will light...

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A whispered breath falls, Soft as twilight’s quiet glow, Parting shadows stretch— Silent echoes softly drift, A gentle, fading goodbye. _____________________________________________________ Author’s Note: In the hush between day and night, this poem follows the unseen path of a farewell not fully spoken. Shadows stretch, whispers drift, and silence becomes a messenger. What departs may fade from view, but its essence lingers—haunting,...

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Soft fade, Breath, shadow, echo— Silent goodbye lingers, Whispers drift through twilight air— Goodbye. _____________________________________________________ Author’s Note: Twilight Whispers captures the soft, vanishing edges of farewell as day dissolves into night. In this quiet threshold, fading breaths and distant echoes drift through the dusk—subtle, haunting, and intangible. The poem reflects on the fragile nature of parting, where goodbyes are felt more than...

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When day exhales its golden breath, And dusk begins her gentle dance, The sun slips low, a fiery thread Unraveling the sky's last chance. Between the hush of light and dark, The world holds still, in reverie, A moment cast in purple spark— A whisper caught mid-mystery. The trees are shadows, tall and wise, The stars yet shy behind the veil, While lovers walk with...

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I saw her once beneath the city lights, A siren cloaked in velvet nights. She moved like poetry, soft and slow, With eyes that knew the world below. She turned me down in younger days, I wore the silence like a maze. Thought love had cursed me, left me bare, While she danced freely without care. But time—oh time, the painter sly— Draws lines...

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Night displaced Amongst despair; Candid beliefs; No one cares; I’ve been shattered; ~ Spiritually beaten; Mishandled; O’ I’m not the one holding the gun; I belong to a righteous King; I am a redeemed son; 6/3/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025© ...

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The light withdraws— not abruptly, but with the grace of someone tiptoeing from a room ...

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embers of deceit twirl through parched twilight currents ~ pandemonium ...

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"My poem is a hidden acrostic, Sponsored by: Crystol Woods. That's who its for. I wonder how I will score." Quote by the poet. _______________________________________________________________ The day is ending.Traveling done, no more roaming. On the threshold 0f change, spirited emotions intensify, Dusk and sunset, when They meet, it’s the gloaming. As ominous silver streaks Weave across a sun...

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soft glow of colorful brilliance the sun dips below the horizon tips of its' light fade into night the sun sets to harken dreams of dusk the crown of the sun peaks above the horizon and lifts the light of day with a glow of colors painting the sky with the sun's rising night surrenders to the promise of a new dawn...

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I wander through the rust of twilight, carrying your name like a bell melted in a still-throbbing heart I don't know if I love you or if my pupils just shine under your uncertain and fragile spell Thoughts flow like glass birds, colliding, shattering, and piecing back together on the retina in a spiral Sometimes I hide my...

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Being here with you in this wooded glade Golden autumn leaves gathering round our feet Night creeping in as the light begins to fade The twilight sheds her spell, soft and sweet Tonight, here in this dappled shade Treasure nor gold, with you, could not compete ...

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