First light
Dawn, pink
The sun rises into an endless sky
Shadows on the mountain range
Like dancers on a stage
Move in graceful patterns
Daylight stretches
Sun yawns and begins its sleep
Slips behind the horizon
Dusk is here, purple
Moon smiles
Shadow dancers
Ink sky ablaze by distant stars and planets
Lights cloud the clarity
Nighttime splendor
Darkness reigns
Dawn, purple
Silhouettes








Great images in this Betty. Great poem.
If you can shove aside the exhaustion, this is what it’s like to be awake for 24 hours. All times of day have their beauty and their enchantments. I truly believe you’ve captured the delights of the lark and the owl. Much enjoyed!
Clay