Magical evening


As evening weaves
Her magic,
Soft, rippling
Lulls signets and chicks
Into a web of
Nurturing dreams.

As serenity captures
The sun’s cooling rays,
Evening sighs
And closes
Her eyes.

6 thoughts on “Magical evening

  1. This whole poem is written with such tranquility and peace, I just love
    “Evening sighs
    And closes
    Her eyes.”
    Beautiful! 🙂 x

  2. Wow. See, this is why I don’t write much poetry. Because when I see this–beautiful, lyrical poetry–I recognize my limitations. And that’s okay. I’m cool with that.

    • Thank you for your uplifting comment. You are great and just go for it! I believe the magic happens when you relax and just enjoy letting the words flow. Happy creating!

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