Winter Sunset
Late Winter afternoon at four o’clock
The sun was rushing off to bed
Where pillowed clouds received it
As it sank to rest.
Five seagulls following the light
Pursued the fading glory in the west,
White arrows in the darkening sky
Following the sun.
Separate and solitary
A single bird made haste
In purposeful pursuit
Fleeing the darkness.
He soared and swooped from side to side,
Powerful, carefree flight
Until six birds vanished
In the Winter sunset.
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