Low Lit Light Poem by Brendan Miller
Low Lit Light
Streetlights on a lit street at night
They all burn so very bright
One stands out most of all
The one that's lit least
Against the dark blue sky that pans out before me
The crisp low lit light burns
a fiery blossom in the cold dark night
The clash of colour it portray
Is vast beautiful and beyond cliché
The streetlight that's lit least of all
Will only stumble never fall
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