Upon a Gentle Evening

lake at sunset

Dark descends as sky extends her palms of candied pink;

Earth below reflects her glow in watercolour ink.

Flossy clouds in evening shrouds spin filaments of light;

Shadows stretch as ripples fetch the moon, and say goodnight.

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Open It

barn framed

Daylight bids its fond adieu,

Evening splices time in two;

What was, turns into yesterdays,

What will be, is the gift that stays.

 

Evening Embers

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Evening embers, stirred

slow and deliberate

as the fire burns low,

afterglow of warmth

.

Talk turns contemplative,

each staring into

coals of yesterday, where

memories dance in flickers

.

Carefully turning

marshmallow clouds

so they don’t

go up in flames