Dusk Awakes The Winter Solstice
Travelling Poetry
Dulcet midnight hoots are luringUltraprecise prey below the groundSaintly feathered queen onlyKills when it’s needed as she's
Aroused by the hecticWaves of mountain windA mega force ofKindness absorbed byEverything that letsSacred skies evolve
The galactic dustHails our midnight starsEducating earth
Wealthy nights connectIntelligence withNeighbourly beingsTeaching us to beEngaged in musicRefined art and dance
Scholars of natureOverrule the thingsLike technologyTreating us to theImmense delights of ourClean tranquillity assisted by roasted marshmallowsEnjoy tonight’s dusk: there will never be another like this.
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Chloe Gilholy
Former healthcare worker and lab worker from Oxfordshire. Author of ten books including Drinking Poetry and Game of Mass Destruction. Travelled to over 20 countries.
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