Tag Archives: twilight

Mysterious Moon

Before evening twilight As day fades A half moon stares Half face Half mask What she sees She keeps In the craters Of her memory As day fades Before evening twilight Invades… Thatcher Doran Advertisements

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Lingering in the Night Air

from the cafe bar the scribbler in the corner sees at this time of year at the end of day evening twilight surrender to the visitor the prince of darkness casts his spell…. human souls seek out the comfort of … Continue reading

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Evenings Grow Dark

autumn, autumn when days contract evenings grow dark hours lost in twilight   Paolo Michell

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Something in the Air

autumn is calling a sweet ambience inhabits the air and Stephen’s Green stills blooms though it’s late it has been quite a good year weather-wise, that is! and yet there is a strange sense of place a photo out of … Continue reading

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Before Sleep

evening sky before twilight folded clouds enormous pillows enticing sleep   By ¬†Paolo Michell

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Summoned By The Twilight

yellow lights sirens of surreality out of the morning darkness beckoning like lost souls summoned by the twilight curious about the dark side shadow makers shining in the night guardians until dawn witnessing the remnants of human dreams on buses … Continue reading

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Twilight Of Our Days

poetry is simple and yet it’s not! it is the epiphany between reality and dream a moment of nakedness reality is seldom solid inconsistent to the imagination vunerable to the residue of dreams peeping through the haze poetry is the … Continue reading

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Second Twilight

the night watch of dreams a guide through corridors of the second twilight not quite Virgil but then are we Dante? the answer perhaps is in what we seek the secret truth we dare not speak at least while we’re … Continue reading

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