Day: October 17, 2022

Sunrise bell is peeling
comes the morning feeling
as sunlight is revealing
what darkness was concealing

we rise
we fix our eyes
on the dawning
knowing miracles are possible

our heart spawns a melody
which the daybreak chorus swells
morning spreads its magic spells

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rob kistner © 2022

Poetry at: dVerse

You cannot stop
the hands of time
from spinning ever on

when the sand
is through the hourglass
those days are gone

you cannot bring summer back
when the leaves
are off the tree

there’s no magic spell
you cannot unring
the sunset bell

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rob kistner © 2022

Poetry at: dVerse