Ballad: Dawn To Dusk
The black beyond gives way to light,
starting the early show,
in which horizon all ablaze
from arc of yellow glow.
Aloft, white satin veil reflects,
but half-lit ground a blur,
as it awaits a warming breeze
to make the thin grey stir.
Soon eye of day takes centre stage,
the leading part to play.
Colour, birdsong and fine perfume
bring life to new born day.
On thermal rise there rides white flock,
a major vapour show,
that on the top is brightest fleece
in contrast to below,
where it is one dull leaden mass
which makes us ill at ease,
for it does hold the forecast threat
– precipitate release.
Elsewhere the eye is still on stage
and actors on the scene.
Cumulus, stratus and cirrus,
a grand show to be seen.
Some hours on from noon they rest,
then closing of the eye,
when light is forfeit to the dusk
and return of black sky.
Copyright © Tony Hargreaves | Year Posted 2021
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