End Scene

End Scene

A Poem by Honestly, Abe

 

Breaking is the eve

       falling short;                                

         in fading charm,

                  paling grace;

                        now nothing.

 

The most luminous stars emerge, surfacing first

through Soul’s dimming curtain supporting actors

 

furnishing the stage

set now to proper scene and action!

Silvery crescent moon,

luster!

 

So bitter a beauty, the dawning of night;

Shadowing mountains in a royalty

            deeper than held by kings.

 


© 2012 Honestly, Abe



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Breathtaking!
I truly mean that love!
Your strcture here falling as the dusk is perfect too!
WOW!
xx

Posted 7 Years Ago


Awesome!!! You have such a way of writing that's so good. Love your stuff.

Posted 7 Years Ago


your words just flow down the page. Well done!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Really good poem here. Very original. My style of writing. Loved the flow and the choice of words. Really good.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on August 24, 2010
Last Updated on April 4, 2012
Tags: night, end, moon, acting, stage, colors, evening, mountains, stars

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Honestly, Abe
Honestly, Abe

Southern, CA



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