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Night's Hide Deepening to woods the loping gait sliding shadow to the moon Cadence to heart a hurry that cannot wait In toward the light borrowed of the sun where night rover finds its noon And gait finds its thunder in motion while prey softens to moribund |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Joe Gustin On Date: 2014-03-22 11:22:00
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
I love the poem. It reminds me of Twilight the book. Dark, mysterious, foreboding