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GREY BLACK NIGHT

 

THE GREY BLACK NIGHT

 

The grey leaden sky covers the land casting a shadow over this sombre place.

Shadows leap from every tree and boulder until they seem to dance

everywhere you look.

Trees stand in stark silhouette against the sky, the wind makes them sway

and creek like skeletal limbs askew.

This is the gothic night of the beautiful colour of grey.

Grey skies make way for black, darkness starts to colour

the land leaving ghosts and shadows all as one.

Now not even the trees can be seen as everything is coloured black,

the night has come at last…

 

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◄ AGY poem

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