Night and Day

Robin McNamaraMarch 22, 2019

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Night and Day

written by: Robin McNamara

@robbiemac72

No more did the flamed,
Fields fire the skies
Of distance darkness,
Smoked shadows had
Hidden the half moon.

Alone with the rising sun,
I breathe out the frosted,
Breath of a cold morning.
Caught in shivers,
By the dewy cobwebs.

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Living in Waterford City, formerly lived in Copenhagen. Former journalist with Insight Magazine, Dublin. Likes dogs, football, coffee. Enjoys observing and watching nature change for inspiration in writing.

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