The evening takes on a certain purple,
Red sun and blue sky bleed two into one;
Indigo shadows seep dark across lawns,
Small flames flare as the star dance is begun;
Blue settles in cracks, corners, and slits,
Ink black weaves a trail through whispering streams;
Nightfall brings silence to every tired soul;
All creatures slumber in lavender dreams.
--2001
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