Traci Ashbe Dark Fantasy Author

‘Neath indigo skies
Red glow on the horizon
Real world turns to dream

Water slips to sleep
The evening turns into night
But what awakens?

Final glow reflects
Day creatures take one last look
Night creatures their first

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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week we could chose our own key words.  I did a haiku or two or three…