The Shining – POEM

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A repost to take the edge off autumn šŸ™‚

The Shining

Ra’s rays cascade,

A dying star, firing Vitamin D past my face,

All the way beyond, to the grass blades,

On which I lie, denying them the promiscuous light,

It wins every staring contest, ridiculous, too bright

So I close my eyes, absorbing it’s comfort as ‘lids turn rose red

Winter killed off the flowers, now it resurrects a rose bed

Burning incessantly, turning skin pleasantly, darker

Until I’m ready to scarper from the park

Awaiting the moon to reflect its glory after,

Plucking it from the sky, for turning the horizon pink.

 

 

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