Birds enjoy the last full rays of sun
Bathing on the riverside
Or hunting sustenance for little ones
Till the sun dips low in the skyline
Between high-risers
Over reflecting water
and when the sun is out of sight
and when the sun is out of sight
Bats fly from under the bridge
Swooping and scooping up gnats that hatched
As orange clouds are silhouetted
Daylight is forgotten
The evening wedded to a neon rainbow
As the last lonely egret on the wing
Head tucked into her neck
Flies to the nest in the tropical brush
For a night long quiet recuperation
And the dawn of tomorrow’s song
October 23, 2019
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