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breathing in the dusk

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breathing in the dusk

bonfire permeates failing light
on this humid August night
midges cloud the air in flight
amassing as they dance and bite

the ghostly moon yet to rise
haunts the pale indigo skies
a rook upon a wire cries
failing breath as summer dies

heavy mist on stubbled corn
scarecrow’s jacket ripped and torn
path to orchard frayed and worn
twilight bleeds across the lawn

a bat glides silent from the trees
upon a warm uplifting breeze
an owl swoops and hopes to seize
something in the hedgerow flees

we sit and watch the darkness fall
until it chokes and smothers all
the natterjacks begin to call
from the dusk a night will crawl

lanterns lit to guide the way
back to the cottage veiled in grey
leaving midnight to the fey
the ending of a summers day

creatures of the nightduskend of dayenglish countrysidefaytwilight

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David Blake

Mon 14th Apr 2014 23:39

This is high quality Ian. Liking it. Hope you are well lad.

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Laura Taylor

Fri 21st Mar 2014 13:04

Ha - spooky synchronicity has happened more than once on this site!

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jeremy young

Wed 19th Mar 2014 20:04

I enjoyed your poem, it has a wonderful air of stillness.

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Ian Whiteley

Wed 19th Mar 2014 19:01

unreal - I've just seen Jeremy's posting - the one before mine - and it's the same subject matter and includes the same title - I swear I hadn't seen it before I posted - I went straight to the poetry blog section - quite spooky really :-)

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