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