DAY'S END poem

Day’s End

Tall-masted schooners
arouse the bay, are
messages in the inlet
quietly nudging
darkened silhouettes,
like pages from a diary
their worlds to ponder, and
dreams to encounter

shoreline’s a hilly ridge
rippling at water’s
edge, as
sunset splays one last outburst
of gleam, her warming breath
…serene

lay your troubles aside while
earth turns a tired cheek-
her last gasp of solitude, a
soliloquy of peace.

© Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/

first Published 1992
EGORAG 13
Red Deer, Alberta