Today's prompt was to write a poem that gives 5 answers to the one question....
When the luminous quill of moon crests the inky night.
Indigo limbo-lounge of forgetful sleep.
Midnight sonata of rain, thoughts passing like trains.
The wee hours of quiet, black and white sketched street sights.
The dreaming time; decibels of stars chiming on the subconscious.
(Question: What is your favourite time of day?)
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