simonhlilly

Three for scattered light

skitter scatter
what colours remain
are cast out.
sky puddled
fast fading.
more even are
the tones of evening.
blue grey
a whiter silence
in dimming
quiet.

—

the little
fishes
of light
dash in
shoal
and dissappear.
day’s end
ripples
and
stills.
one by
one,
the stars.

—
reach out
wrench out
long words
from the quiet
of rock
a ripe round
water spell
rope woven.
wet and light
a yielding tongue,
honey warming,
shreds deceit
swept away:
poisoning scum.
the apple heart
of earth,
sun-ripened,
golden.

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It seems the sunset theme is self-perpetuating….