Sol heads off to bed
Flicks off the lights in the hall
Peace comes with darkness
Tag: dusk
The Changing Sky
From a high vantage
Late in the afternoon
Or is this early evening?
An in-between of light and tone
Like my mood
I scan the roads
Which took me here
Now and in the past
And again perhaps
In some near or distant future
Far below
Moving slowly
Or so it seems
Scale and time
Diminished by the distance
Carloads of people
And luggage
Expectations
And dreams to be
Fulfilled or dashed
Some approach
Some recede
All have, or will
Round the curve below
Before, or after
Passing behind me
On the switchback’s final curve
Some stop
Unload their occupants
Who join me and the gentle breeze
On Cedar Mesa’s rim
To bask in changing sky
With quiet wonder
Daylight’s Final Sigh
The road takes me
Toward the golden light
Day fading into
Indigo night
The long desert drive
Doesn’t end
‘Til well after dark
So I stop before the dusk
Share with the Earth
Daylight’s final sigh
Comet From the Vanishing
Dusky desert sky
Offers not
A single star
So look ahead
To where the road
Is vanishing
A comet glows
Slow to grow
But soon enough
Comes streaking by
Whereupon
The night sky falls
So stars may
Come alive
Kisses ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #318
The world transforms
With just half a turn
Twice sun kisses
Sky and stone
In the dusk
With gentle love
Comes the dawn
With passion’s lust
Empty Sails
Obsidian sea
On breathless eve
With pastel sky
While the moon
By just a half
Whispered lightly
On the sly
Love awaits
On farther shore
Beneath the peaks
Upon the sand
It will not linger
For a moment more
Nor even greet you
When you make land
If no love
Has filled your sails
If no love
Has filled your sails
Sliver of Light
Adrift in a vast duskiness
Far removed
From this gentle Earth
Yes
I know something about you
Moon
But soon enough
The stars, and the Milky Way
So I want to thank you now
Moon
For the reminder to come
That I need not linger
In the dusk
Where the Circle Ends
There it ends
Then we must
Begin again
Circle
Unbroken
The round
Complete
Then round
And round
And round
Again
Until I step
Upon a path
Some may say
Leads me astray
The Final Throes of Daylight
When the sea seems
As big as the sky
And the absent sun
Has set the horizon
On fire
I think of you
The final throes of our daylight
Hoping you’ll return
From the long, dark night
With the promise
Of a new sun
Rising
No Safer Place
With the tide well out
I feel secure
In the tungsten warmth
Crackling firelight
Plays off the walls
Which shiver and creak
When the storm gusts come
No safer place
Than a chair by the glass
Rain pelting the panes
Droplets running into lines
Refracting dying light
Journal in hand
The lamp set low
Raise my glass of red
To waves rumbling on the sand