the sound of the birds
the sound of the frogs in the forest
the sun sets
Tag: sunset
promises of moonlight (20170901)
the clouds are maxfield parrish
strata, pulled, ripped
strawberry pink and orange
creamsicle dripping across
a cooling blue expanse
the sun at just the right angle
look back after looking down
and every color has been leeched
to gray
but the color of lead offers
its own comfort
signalling a purple sky
promising half a moon
blossoming (20170425)
cotton candy pinks and blues
clouds hang in still bare branches
a sunset bloom
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sunset and messages (20160722)
we saw no angels only
the aftermath of their
swords cutting the air
orange sunset through
clouds of distant smoke
and somewhere a single
dog barking
__________i hope someone
threw that loud bastard
a bone to calm him down
as for the angels–well
they can carve up heaven
as they see fit
there aren’t enough
actual souls down here
to complain about it
dusk and rabbit (20160708)
rabbit on the grass
the sunset makes your long ears
glow as the air cools
Poem 20151206
the trees in dark descend
as the sun rends earth from light
but with slow, gentle touch
like a baby’s first haircut
the sky and clouds pink
like young skin
Poem 20150902
writhing across the sky
pink and orange clouds
undulate like snakes
chasing the sun through
blue fields
always sinking
these serpents won’t catch her
but they will chase her
over the horizon
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