A Song to the Twilight




A Song to the Twilight

 

Ruby studded sky,

the horizon calls to me.

It knows my name by heart.

I have stood here all eternity,

watching the coral glow of evening,

as geese fly past the moon.

Stories of past lives

unfold before my eyes.

On the wings of imagination

my mind takes flight.

The night is my master.

The night is my friend.

It folds me in its warm embrace,

the darkness pulls me in,

like a lover waiting to be kissed.

I sing a song to the twilight

with voice soft and sweet.

Dancing stars join the refrain.

Night is my salvation,

its magic lives within.

Everlasting is its song

from beginning to the end.


Ann Christine Tabaka



Ann Christine Tabaka has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and won poetry awards from publications. She lives in Delaware, USA.  She loves gardening and cooking.  Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are: Ariel Chart, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, Oddball Magazine, The Paragon Journal, The Literary Hatchet, The Stray Branch, Trigger Fish Critical Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, Anapest Journal, Mused, Apricity Magazine, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, Scryptic Magazine, Ann Arbor Review, The McKinley Review.

*(a complete list of publications is available upon request)


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