At Day’s End
Colour: lime green and burnished red blend, intertwine facing blue spruceness and the towering hulk of oak crowded by a craggy cedar.
Dragonflies: Their lifelike existence as seen only in the light emitted, gently flutter in a dying breeze, vibrant, flickering, they dazzle on in the darkness.
Water: a swishless body serene flecked by the occasional spotlight reflection, sleeps now.
Calm: no leafy sway, no thunderous burst, the tranquility takes over the evening scene as birds take their rest at end of day.
Chairs: sturdy, empty, awaiting the boisterous play of spirited summer fun, now sit blanketed in shadows and the occasional critter out to explore their rustic backs.
Paula Antonello Moore, Prose writing challenge. Copyright: Thursday, July 30, 2015
Writing Challenge: “Five Things you see out the nearest window,” from 642 Things to Write About by the San Francisco Writers’ Grotto.
Image: Stand-in Deck From Fascinating Lighting