Twilight is nigh.
Seeking soaring stars; wandered, though
Twilight is nigh.
When I saw your cobalt eyes cry,
Without a sound, I pondered so.
The gift it seems, I squandered, oh!
Twilight is nigh.
– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Poetry Challenge #40: Rider. Painting prompt by John Bauer. Word prompts were “star, gift, wander, soaring, cobalt.” Poetry form is a Rondelet.
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