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the night crawls
by Charlie Morgan
The Night Crawls
Our closest star shines her last drops
of warming rays as the sea clouds push her down.
A vibrant arrow of sea gulls slothily turn themselves
into a distant ribbon of throbbing winged glories of life.
Crossing the horizons blues of ocean aqua to ether gray,
their existence becomes dots in a far-away optic suspension.
Their wings caress the evening breeze with steady vigor
as the ocean waves soothe the coming night.
All things are.
Is, is.
01/20/2005 Posted on 01/20/2005
Copyright © 2025 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Shonda Chrissonberry on 01/21/05 at 12:06 AM Hey Chaz ~ this reminds me of Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach. He is one of my favorite authors. Really love this! ~ Shon :) |
| Posted by Sam Roberts on 05/02/05 at 10:52 PM speechless really, i love the way you've painted this, it's so fresh. Powerful imagery, really a very well done xoxoxoxox sb xoxoxoxox |
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