Sunset
/Baby blues and powder pink with blush of rose’s red
The Autumn sky at dusk appears like watercolors bled
Fading into mauve-ish greys night falls like charcoal dust
The shiny metal of the day now shows as faded rust
How rich the heaven’s colors just before the night removes
All traces of identities held by light’s defining hues
The blanket of the evening slowly pulled to cover tight
The slumbering form of Yesterday as it dreams of Dawn’s first light.
By James Geehring
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