Midnight hue

by Blossom Ruoquen
originally published at 04:36PM on Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Do you see the mountains shifting,
or the grass turn a new hue?

Did you catch the midnight rainstorm,
or gaze upon the long-gone dew?

Will the sky fall down around us,
or our loved ones live again?

Should I wait for you forever,
or would that be called a sin?

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Comments

  • from someday_93:

    This is really pretty.

  • from Blossom Ruoquen:

    I thank ye kindly :)

  • from Yeah Write!:

    loved it!

  • from Brebelles:

    Very beautifully written, Girlie

  • from Sophia D'Soleil:

    This is written in so few words, yet i don’t think that any more could possibly be said otherwise the piece would fall apart. Your writing is fluid and sounds very good read aloud. Then again, most poetry is, as poetry is meant to be heard and felt and not so much seen and read.