Twilight zone
Where the twinkling lights have gone,
His spirits went to see the sights,
It was curious,
And filled with awe,
As to what lay beyond,
His body was left behind,
I shock.
And that is when,
He fell and died.
For his spirit had fled,
to the twinkling zone.
any poem would do the wonder, pick one from your old selection would work as well,
Glad to have you visit my place.
I value your kind words…
hope to see you soon,
the deadline is within 24 hours…
Happy Wednesday!
keep writing.
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I’m not sure I fully understand it, but that’s OK. This poem is creative. Mine are more direct.
What a great expression of death.
love the imagery…
keep it up.
let me know if you are interested in poets rally participation…
Happy Sunday!
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