Sunset to Moonrise

 

NOTE: The original looks like the image

 

 

Peach

 

Yawning, the light of a passing day dips the horizon in an apricot die

 

  Gold

 

Rich light penetrates the disjointed glass, filtering in between the window panes and spills onto the floor
 

    Tangerine

 

Thick tendrils of the sky swirl over the ground around them, burning
 

      Scarlet

 

Metallic ichor flows in tangled streams, pouring with the pulse of tortured screams

 

        Ruby

Hearts red as the blood in them, ebbing out between the lips of the dying

 

          Maroon


The trickles that escape and fall, to dry and crack under the depressed light

 

            Violet

 

Thoughts lur acid drops of rain to splatter ice onto innocent skin, sucking the color from it
 

              Obsidian

 

Darkness falls and envelops all life in its sinister hands, cloaking, choking the weakened light

 

                Graphite

Blankets of cold ash climb to the wicks, and use the last bit of luminescence to start a delicate ember

 

                   Silver

 

Born is a single flame that multiplies and takes its place in the dome of the sky

 

This poem is about: 
Our world
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