The writings of Hunter Coch

Poem: Solum Dusk

(Note: Verry quick no edits poem)

Tired as the day falls into night
and the solum dusk bring quiet contemplation
Though in the autumn of later years
silence sings to the heart
with the ease of meditation
to those long denied
of dreams revealed
the eye of cosmos sees
through a cults reflection
and red is its iris
looking down from the heights
watching
Tired as the day falls into night.

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