Life is too short.
A Glint of Light
A glint of light crepitates
throughout the violaceous skies,
disappearing into the gloam of tomorrow.
In less than a fractured second,
the light was gone.
Left were only its vestiges
to fuel our sorrow
as the hint of night awaits.
Poetry by melanie sue
Written on 2026-05-17 at 20:58
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