Watery sun, peaks above the line of hills.

Yellow feathers deep blue.

Clouds wisp in shreds of night,

underlit by day.

Venus throbs with light,

burning cosmic jewel

coupled with the horned moon,

Singing together night’s last refrain.

They hang

Suspended in the moment,

soon to fade.

wintery fingers of forest reach up

never touch.

Left aching in the cold.

A new year encroaches

Following the rising sun,

The old year has passed with the night.


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