Dusk

DUSK

Ribbons of pink and purple
rest on distant horizon,
crickets and bullfrogs singing
lullaby of
evening contentment.

Gone is the noise of the day.
Tomorrow, nowhere in sight.
Only now.

2021-06-21
P. Riggs

Written for Poetic Bloomings Walt Wojtanik’s Boketto form

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