Full Blue

Twilight walks

Bring the forest alive

Into different dimensions

With the dimming of the searching light of day

Apprehension of those movements in the underbrush

Grows with each diminuendo of the light

As the owls and the cougars go shopping

For a little something in the night

Exchanging glances

All of us

While I walk farther in and further up

To watch the full blue moon ascend

From a low rolling start on the horizon

Up, up, into

Frayed roseate ribbon

Violet light of the end of day

Pulling the blue along like the raising of a windowshade

Climbing the night

Full blue moon gleams

Follows me home

Down the darkening path

Keeping the light on

 

David Trudel  ©  2012

 

 

 

 

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2 responses to “Full Blue

  1. God, David, gorgeous. Especially like “Pulling the blue along like the raising of a windowshade.”

  2. It was a funny kind of thing, as the twilight deepened and the moon rose higher, the mauve kind of lifted up and a velvet shade of blue grew wider on the far horizon. Thanks for compliment Susan!

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