Category Archives: Twilight

Sunflower, again

The yellow leaves 
of the tallest sunflower
glow their brightest 
against the fading backdrop
of a setting sun.

How is it, as the light retreats,
and darkness approaches, 
this twilight canvas
gives rise 
to the most perfect hue of all?

Are we like the sunflower,
to be truly seen, made visible, 
only in the crack
where light greets the dark?

Twilight – small stone Jan 18

Now-chipped wedding pink nail-polish 
glows in the in-between light,
as if neon.  Shadows creep 
across the white purity of the page
trying to catch the blue of words.
All make one last, and brightest, cry for freedom
before the darkness gathers
them up, and has them for her own.