night poem, may 8, 2015

The dusk settles quietly over the lawns

The swish of the cars on the highway

The metal heartbeat of the train

Are far away sounds

Hear now the crickets and the first cicadas

Like the inhale and exhale of creation

The single yelp of a dog down the street

Night is coming.


Copyright 2015

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