Evening Shadows

Ragtag word for today is crepuscule

Twilight shadows wax and wain
Upon the harvest moon
Shades of autumn move in time
To eventide’s soft tune

A gathering of amber
A brick of russet sky
The golden breath of sunlight
To kiss the day goodbye

The tender sleep of ages
As winter’s score steps near
The weep of falling angels
That keep us from our fear

The darkness all around us
That gathers on the squall
A blessing for the season
A tempered night to all

Copyright ©RMC September 2018

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