Light from a pale moon

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 ~

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The darkness of night

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 ~


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There was a gentle breeze

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

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’

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 ~


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‘Misty glades’

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 ~


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‘A sky of powder pink’

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 ~

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‘Like a lamp’

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 ~


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‘ The spirits of night’

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 ~


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‘A soft lilac’

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 ~


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