hanging to last light
string of clouds on horizon
final ellipsis
hanging to last light
string of clouds on horizon
final ellipsis
walls of names flash by
countless hours, blood, sweat, and tears
gone in mere seconds
never fails to surprise
only time of year when sun
streams on reading chair
conclave of ravens
pecking on dead branch of ash
peace fills the backyard
like clockwork each day
pigeons sortee back and forth
at first and last light