The edge of night

Draped on the coast of the setting sun

a coral blush, a crimson streak- on repeat

colored yellowed sky and cloud overrun.


The hidden sun and jagged clouds did greet

the mirrory blue of a gushing sea.

Men who by the absent light discreet

played as shadows often do, set free


So went the day, I spied, of coastal bloom

this eventide and the gloaming sight

did mark the night but I know not for who.