Cobalt Silhouettes
A teal twilight inks cobalt silhouettes
as distant stars unveil their twinkling lights.
And shadows slink forth, melding with the night,
while a setting Sun feigns a scarlet death.
Pink clouds cluster at the horizon's edge,
garnering shades of cerise and purple.
And daylight shrinks to a amber aura,
reflected in rusty crystals of ice.
Dusk weeps dewdrops, yet grieves to no avail,
while darkness dims the last lingering light.
And brisk breezes whisk heat away in gusts:
eerily chilling both body and soul.
Long skeletal fingers anchor the sky
to a lone tree rooted in ebony.
And a marshmallow moon appears snagged,
in the netting of its velcro branches.
Creatures of the dark stir from sleep's slumber:
in the wake of a slowly sinking Sun.
And silence rules: as sound bends to its will,
all, but a cricket's, haunting, piercing, shrill.
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