Light from a pale moon
casts a wash over the scene
It bathes the violet sky of night
in a diaphanous milk white
That shimmers in the glow
of a million stars
Diamond white dots
in the flawless heavens
And sharpened by the cool
of the midnight air
Which abounds amid the desolate realm
And in the silent darkness
a gentle rain
softly weeps upon the deserted scape
~ d.a.simpson ~
Image: aalmeidah on Pixabay
The darkness of night
hailed from beneath yonder seas
Where the horizon
inked a line of indigo blue
‘tween heav’n and earth
And a sorrowful song
began to pervade
an ethereal mist
A’drifting through the despond
of the eventide scape
Where the trees edging the deserted fields
displayed great boughs
Etched in ebony black
‘gainst the backdrop of a nocturnal velvet
that characterised this mournful scene
While the murmurs of a lachrymose lament
from some insubstantial realm
Came to waft through the brume
beneath the infinite opulence
of an impassive firmament
Cloaked in a violet midnight
~ d.a.simpson ~
Image: PaulSchneider on Pixabay
There was a gentle breeze
that ev’ntide
Which drifted o’er the deserted realm
on the wings of a dusk
in lachrymose hue attired
Veiled in a lilac gauze and edged by petal pink
As a pale moon
etched upon the celestial canvas
in a chalk white
Rose in yonder sky
Discreet as a whisper
Amid the cool mists
pervading marble cloisters
in a realm of shadows
While phantoms of nightfall
hovered awhile
Upon the crest of distant hills
on the cusp of a silent evenfall
~ d.a.simpson ~
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Light from a cold moon
Spilled onto the surface of the lake
And it glistened in the lambency
Like shards of broken glass
While the shadows from trees
Rising from the lakeside
Lay scattered across the expanse of inky depths
Where the reeds gently swayed in the soft breeze
Beneath the benign glory
By yon celestial lamp bestowed
As the waters softly lapped at the deserted shore
Below serene heavens
Where a lofty sky coruscated in the glow
Cast by a million stars
That studded the empyrean ceiling
And melded into the milk white
Of the lunar orb sublime
Which overcame the dark midnight
~ d.a.simpson ~
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Ripening in the meadows
are the seeds
of an incipient autumntide
As the land fades and withers
While the tattered hedgerows
shed their dessicated leaves
of russet brown and bruised magenta
Beneath a dome of bronze and fading golds
arching over the dominion
Where a burnished sun sets
upon a horizon of inky black
Which partitions the realms of sea and sky
as they corruscate in the dying embers of day
In a plethora of amber flames
When an autumnal dusk
overcomes the realm
And shrouds the scene
in the smouldering hue of a dwindling evenfall
~ d.a.simpson ~
Image: FelixMittermeir on Pixabay
Misty glades
shivered in the cool shadows
Upon a deserted evening
While meadows of melancholy
characterised by woe
Huddled ‘tween the granite boulders
gathered into dry stone walls
Whose hearts as cold
as a sepulchre
on a winter’s night
Tendered no solace
to a realm without refuge
In a land devoid of defense
‘gainst the encroaching rigours
Of an autumnal chill
~ d.a.simpson ~
Image: Chikilino on Pixabay
A sky of powder pink
graced the twilight hour
As by degrees it edged
across the taut sheet
That covered the infinite expanse
where the endless firmament insubstantial
encountered the worldly realm
In the lambent light of dusk
O timeless mystery of ages past
characterised by whispers of lavender and lilac
Since the dawn of epochs
which mingled with hints of purple hue
And emanated from silent shadowlands
where mists wreathed in violet
Roam amid an unfathomable realm
while the fall of night awaits unseen
for to bide time awhile
Until the hour of darkness has ripened
Cloaked in nebulous attire
fashioned in the liquid velvet
of indigo blue
That pervades the opaque haze of evenfall
~ d.a.simpson ~
Image: quangle on Pixabay
like a lamp
adorning the vast empty
that exults in the celestial canvas
as it arches above the world
the orb of night
as old as time
dispels the darkness that freely abounds
in the cool halls of nighttide
when the shadows
roam amid the stillness
of the deserted scape
where silence holds court
and the sky assumes a cloak of violet hue
as the pale moon
casts a soft glow of cream
across the realm entire
faithful guide
of the midnight traveller
guardian of the land of dreams
~ d.a.simpson ~
Image: aalmeidah on Pixabay
When the spirits of night
drew a veil of indigo
Across the celestial expanse
The shadows of evenfall
compounded the darkness
As they brushed against slumbering skies
and swept across deserted fields
That lay beneath a benign firmament
They mingled amid fragrant trees
in the silence of the woods
And moved across a tranquil lake
where they ruffled the surface of the deep
They ran with the waters of the river
which flowed through a valley
And cut tween the walls of lofty hills
which rose to’ard infinite heavens
Where abide the dreams of those who dream
Cloaked in the stillness of the nighthour
that prevails in the impassive emptiness
Of an enigmatic midnight
~ d.a.simpson ~
Image: jplenio on Pixabay
A soft lilac
characterised the sky
While a pale light from a serene moon
hovered at the edge of the scape
Where a forlorn adieu
of a departed sunset
lingered in a haze of lavender
And there was a gentle breeze
which ruffled the tranquil waters
that abided amid infinite benthic realms
While a shimmer
issued by the dawning nightide
Skimmed the horizon
As the breeze whispered
to the frisky the sands
and frittered them away
For to scatter upon the moonlit seas
their myriad grains of quartz
Which rejoiced in a silverine glow
by the orb of night bestowed
~ d.a.simpson ~
Image: quangle on Pixabay
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