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Black

 
It was a night when none would sleep,  
a night when stars did not shine and  
clouds embalmed skies with gentle grey  
shadows shrink about the porphyry urn,  
the pool black, no longer reflecting as  
once it did, lilies fragrant blooms  
beneath a smiling moon,corn fields ripe  
apple trees over burdened, cherries too.  
Yet it was a night when none would sleep  
a night when stars failed to light the night.  
All nature stood waiting over land and sea,  
a gentle night, genteel, warm and still  
shadows silent in the lanes and forest.  
Black and colourless gallery walls mute  
gilded frames guard,hanging on walls  
their rich tapestry in red and blue  
but for those who sought the Canaletto  
all black. layer on layer.  
A night when stars did not shine.  
A night when none would sleep.
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
Published | Edited 3rd Sep 2016
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