Precious
Daily Au Revoir
CXCIV
Fair gloaming
who could not love thee? Whose dear
Allure quite softly paints in gentle light
Of April trim; the baby-blue sky's night
Is day, the moon now playing 'twixt cloud puffs here
And there: grey, purple, butter yellow's cheer
With peach in western sphere, yet pink quite bright
'Neath islands grey in th' east, where golds unite
With rosy blush of "goodnight" kiss sincere.
Sweet crickets lace thy scene with treble airs,
Birds frolicking so gaily, singing too.
The ev'ning's silent tread now subtly pairs
With twilight's romance, deep'ning verdant hue;
Where sunset's mildest flush the lake's face bears,
Framed, fringed by green and just a hint of blue.
CXCV
With sunset's
mildest flush the lake's face shares
Surrounding greens, all mirrored in display;
As colours subtly deep'ning fade, tinged grey,
The gloaming slips out, dancing sweetest airs.
While daylight dims the moon ascends, and pairs
Her bright'ning chalky white with it, array
Enticing in debate, as ev'ning's sway
O'ertakes the twilight's soft adieu and flares.
Now frogs with crickets gaily sing while night
Descends; the skies have yet a ling'ring blue,
Horizon's lip with crimson kiss still bright
And golden glow in sunset's loving hue,
Await that velvet closure yet delight,
While romance laces all with precious dew.
CXCVI
Fair romance
laces all with precious dew
As night descends 'midst crickets' roundelay;
That velvet cloak of ebony the day
Replaces, diamond-studded as the crew
Of starry hosts now brightly shine, imbue
The lunar scene with awe in their display
And myst'ry, as such signs of heav'nly sway,
The landscape bathed in moonlit glow and hue.
Another world it ver'ly does appear:
The scenes in golden sunlight's aura were
So full of colour, now bereft, austere
In black and white with silhouettes demure
Stand silent; where were life and cheer seems here
Cold what? Yet romance thrills with soft allure.
