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When Twilight Drapes Herself Around Me
Summer sunsets are the laziest, followed leisurely by dusk layering softer, dimmer pastels as if Saturday were being saturated by a steady drizzle of chocolate sundae topping, even lingering as prelude to indigo, with tree leaves reflecting slivers of light, giving them an ethereal glow, and as roosting birds sing to replace loneliness with companionship, adding their voices to the frogs in the pond beyond the vanishing horizon, I smile in gratitude of her unhurried transit.
westward moving sun
carrying her solar tides
twilight consumes me
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Written for Real Toads Weekend Mini-Challenge: Summer Solstice, hosted by Toni Spencer.
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Hi Barry! So good to see you here! This is a truly lovely vision of twilight. The haiku is outstanding and is perfect. Thank you for posting to my prompt.
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haibunilicious!
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I really love the colors and sound from your haibun… to me midsummer is all about that endless twilight too.. no frogs actually here but all the rest could be my midsummer as well
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Delicious poetry!
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Gorgeous writing, Barry!
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Love your description of twilight and your haiku at the end it stellar.
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Twilight is a magical time of day but for me always tinged with sadness, no matter what the season. Your poem is rich and gorgeous.
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laziest of sunsets – yes – I think we exert ourselves the most on a perfect summer day – and the setting sun is just the cherry on top.
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