The western sky bands
Colors of an unsettled
Sunset. It was brilliant
Looking from the second floor back window.
I wonder how many souls
Miss extraordinary light
As it wends
Its way to the other side.
For now, the grey stratus, cirrus and nimbus
Lurk and call;
There was an earlier diamond
Of sky blue
And now the gun metal light
Gone the red and pink, while
Symphony score
Rises in a night that's
Trying to quiet;
Bullfrogs arrive.
Scampering subsides.
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