Magnetic Midnight green waves scratch the surface of our sky, igniting inlets, crescent moons of ecstasy, swept over foam. © Ben Ditmars 2014 Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related 3 thoughts on “Magnetic Midnight” Add yours Hi Ben, nice imageries, a lovely poem. Regards, Iris. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thank you. I like it when my poems are like dreams or impressionist paintings. LikeLike Reply Nice way to describe them. LikeLiked by 1 person Leave a Reply to Poetsmith Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.