Twilight Poems - Poems about Twilight

ANGIE, that last slow dance in smoky haze— you slipped UNDER MY THUMB like twilight’s ache. The Rolling Stones crooned fate through tangled days; I tried to PAINT IT BLACK for mercy’s sake. But YOU CAN’T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT—truth stings— just loaded TUMBLIN DICE in neon towns, chasing HONKY TONK WOMEN on borrowed wings while WILD HORSES dragged dreams to...

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LOCUST'S LULLABY just something light I wrote last night while sitting on our back porch. The sound of the locusts in the background was soothing.... twilight hush descends soothing serenade begins locust's lullaby their tiny wings beat rhythmic symphony quite sweet one played just for you © 2025 Sara Etgen-Baker ...

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Looking over my northern shoulder at the changing shades of day a weak winter sun turning twilight grey teardrops of rain on the window the gentle sigh of the wind storm clouds in the evening sky bring it all back again poring over unwritten letters in the solitude of night a dim lit candle shining star white light telephone silent unanswered candlelight quietly dimmed unwritten letters to...

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Under the somber cloak of twilight, where shadows whisper secrets of the unknown, I wander through the corridors of thoughts, my mind a vast ocean, uncharted by memories and dreams, Reflecting on the enigmatic dance between body and nature, Where mysteries lie hidden in our veins and blood, in the pulse of our being. I ponder going to the...

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Twilight was the time of day as well they do concur about the hour of crepuscular dusk or evening if you prefer there in the gloaming altho' the light was slightly dimmer I took a look at the situation and saw more than quite a glimmer of absolute absurdity the altercation confrontation as if every nation were to follow the Law of Exact Retaliation an...

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In twilights breath I find warmth I live In twilights breath I long I burn...

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As I look out upon the heavens, a great sight meets my eyes, as I look upon the sky. Twilight has come. Oh! Wonderful twilight stretching across the sky! The song of an unspoken beauty, the dance of a graceful painting, the colors of a gentle wave. Pink, tinged across the blue, bands of color floating lazily about,...

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Dancing in my room as the daylight fades my silhouette turns pirouettes on the window shade how much love does it take to break the spell and shake this gloom I know too well rainy days I've had my share the outlook it's not always fair searching for a way reaching out for you 'til you return and make the sun shine...

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I was walking down a lonely street, wondering where everyone had gone. It was still daylight, My footsteps echoed as I journeyed along the empty road. As I walked, the road stretched further ahead, and suddenly trees began to grow on either side. I looked around in amazement and noticed a stream flowing ahead of me. When I...

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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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