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In dawns half-light,

half-dreams are born.

Half-shadow is where,

half-ideas start to form;

plucked from my mind,

they dance in my soul,

to blossom then flourish,

and make me feel whole.

Some like a sunset,

vibrant colours shout out,

others shy rainbows,

conditions coaxed out.

The hardest of all –

a verse like a thorn,

agitation and pain,

deliverance when drawn.


Β© Half-light 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Rose (Photo credit: MartenKL)