Poetry

Dusk Magic

What a beautiful sight as the sun set

Blues, pinks, yellow, orange, and reds

That is the time when we met

Where life was simple and true

The sky whispered dreams we won’t forget

Soft laughter drifted, just we two

Our hearts in rhythm, silhouettes

The world paused, painted in hue

And love began—our sweet duet

Poetry

Dusk Dancers

Special thanks to my collaborator on this Renku, Anthony mylovexpressionsblog.wordpress.com

Forms dance in the dusk
Veils of mystery and peace
Silent stories told
Solely by shared movement
Embracing deepening night.
-MAD/AAA 06/02/2025

Poetry

Dusk Dancers

Special thanks to my collaborator on this Renku, Anthony mylovexpressionsblog.wordpress.com

Forms dance in the dusk
Veils of mystery and peace
Silent stories told
Solely by shared movement
Embracing deepening night.
-MAD/AAA 06/02/2025