Sunset In Breathitt

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Title:     Sunset In Breathitt
Author: Cotton Noe [More Titles by Noe]

Through purple haze of evening mountain mist,
A spiral thread of dark blue smoke arose
From hidden cove and rugged steep defile;
While like a ball of blood o'er some far magic isle,
The sun a moment hung in deep repose,
Above a placid sea of amethyst,
In mystic prophecy of death and doom,--
Then dropped and splashed the sky with crimson spray and spume!

[The end]
Cotton Noe's poem: Sunset In Breathitt

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