Early Night.
Darkness steps in early,
pulls away the last dregs
of a cold, grey-stone day,
trees weave ink black
fingers across the
faded sky.
And a lone sparrow late
to bed, calls a soft
goodnight.
© sweetwater 2023
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Darkness steps in early,
pulls away the last dregs
of a cold, grey-stone day,
trees weave ink black
fingers across the
faded sky.
And a lone sparrow late
to bed, calls a soft
goodnight.
Nuanced poesy in little gem form. at its best, Sue.
Best, Trevor
Thank you Trevor, I appreciate your kind comment. Sue.
This is beautiful. So well done in so few words.
Thank you very much, that’s very kind of you. Sue.
Concise and skilfully expressed, Sue.
Luigi x
Thank you Luigi, I appreciate you reading, and your very kind comments. sue 🙂 x