Red Of Day, Blue Of Night Poem by James Anthony Creamer

Red Of Day, Blue Of Night



Strolling on this lour gloaming
Cerulean shades gliding the alleys and ways
My lungs fill with air, chilling
Eyes shifting from blues to grays
Twilight is a magical time on Erin

A Stygian eventide descends
It bring with it an overwhelming fog
Hands the color of damask, pretends
The only sound is the call of a frog
Night is a secretive time on Eire

Gealach falls down through the sky
Casting azure beams across the water
This being didn't deserve to die
His blood running crimson into the water
Dawn draws near on the Emerald Isle

Beams of effulgence begin to coruscate
Over the horizon appears Grian
A dark figure runs, lustrously illuminates
On the ground lies a deep vermeil chain
Day has dawned horribly on Hibernia

Saturday, October 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mystery
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Written on 3/17/2013 to use new words.
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