At Sunset
Toweringly tall trees
rustle over yonder;
all standing at attention
black against
the tangerine-hued sky.
The sun is finally bidding adieu
as a tired day is slowly
lulling itself to sleep.
Submitted for...
IMAGIST any form Poetry Contest (Winner: 6th Place)
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Date: 12/11/2020
Date written and posted: 05/27/2019
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