Dusk and Dawn

Dusk and Dawn
twice ;
by a day ,comes a certain slant of light,
slight in its form ,Â
sits angled,upon my lawn,
A time of neitherÂ
,night nor day,
a non -descriptorÂ
of ;light or dark way.
one is the setting;Â
of a day thats Done,
with a send offÂ
by a Batty winged fun,
the other the beginningÂ
to a morns first-blush,
and a days begunÂ
welcome with a melodic dawn brush.
Its a slice of a day;when too look direct sunward way,
is to so see his face in a red display,Â
as. though seeming embarrassedÂ
of the way he was of day.
rushing to a half ,
where night drains to day,
their opposite seasons path,Â
Takes place with setting way,
enjoy like a mirror for wayward set lands,
my dusk beÂ
their dawn,
like tides on two sands.
Dusk till dawn ,
both brings a yawn,
yet I at both stare at the magic slant on my lawn.
for come a turn of a seasons way,
dusk and dawn never change their display.
for autumn,to winter,Â
spring,to summer
night will turn day,
and day will turn night,
come the margin between these two great mightsÂ
will be broughtÂ
dusk and dawns,
a majestic twilight.
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Comments
a very nice description of the two ed a lovely image appears in my mind   all the best   tina
thanks glad you like it :-)
very good poem, deep inmeaning