Dusk splays a blanket, blue and soft
Over the sweep of wood and croft
A winter- afternoon adheres
To bluer blue, then disappears
Its blushing, rushing moments meld
Into the hush of briefly held
Appointments, before bluer blue
Bid us whisper, adieu, adieu
Day sets and begets silver stars
Where deep then deeper dusk unbars
A far-off wish-and-wonder world
That twilight’s bluer blue unfurled
Dusk breathes a benediction then
Lowers a gossamer curtain
Where winter afternoon adheres
To bluer blue and disappears
© Janet Martin
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