“evening”

.

as I reclined on the porch

watching the mountains

relax from green into purple

evening sidled up on a gentle breeze

wearing pale coral and azure

with the fragrance of springtime

.

she softly slipped into the old chair next to me

left vacant by the setting sun

in the heat of day

she breathed a quiet sigh

of feathery clouds

and cherry blossom

.

we sat for a while in silence

contented to listen

to a mockingbird wooing his love

and a chorus of spring peepers

serenading down by the creek

we spoke not a word in our peaceful repose

 .

serenely as she arrived

she arose to leave

as she went she asked

“shall I get the lights?”

I nodded sleepily

night fell to the rising moon

I slept

tlh 3/20/12