... Yield... To the Sunset...

by Peter Hunter

yield... to the sunset

the owl calls a buzzard leisurely flies home to roast

deep in a copse the badger sniffs the air

cautious - curious

dusk approaches soft, enveloping indigo

then black under a canopy of starlight

enticing - all the creatures of the night

where does the light go?

what hides it keeps it

until a new day lights its fire of optimism

that sun arching across the sky

until once more

it submits to yet another sunset

  Peter Hunter 2012

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