Night.
The darkened day.
The time of midnight life.
A new universe creeps silently to the stage.
Another world to see.
Another life to live.


The sun is now the moon's shadow.
The white orb's reflection through a pool of black.
The creatures, fluid and fading in form.
This swift veil of drear fogs our virgin eyes.

Dawn.
A burst of light wakens the horizon.
A wave of sunny demise.
Another murder of the shadow land.
The universe dissolves.
The yellow world begins again.

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Comment by Morgan Matthew on October 27, 2008 at 8:18pm
"The white orb's reflection through a pool of black." Pure genius! A fantastic line! Over all this deserves to be written in my atheist book I am compiling :) Just great!
Comment by Morticia on October 27, 2008 at 8:25pm
Haha, thank you Morgan. :]]
Comment by Tori on October 28, 2008 at 2:41am
You are one sexy woman that writes very sexy poems. Very beautiful I must admit.
Comment by Kate on November 3, 2008 at 12:11pm
The yellow world begins again. I love that. What does it mean? or is it anything I want it to be?
Comment by Morticia on November 4, 2008 at 12:12am
That line essentially means that the morning world or the day, land of light, comes into play again.
The poem is a comparison on the complete and utter difference between them. The fact that eah cycle is a new world and a new universe in itself.
If you couldn't tell, I'm one for the night time. :]]

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