Linda J. Wolff, is a Pacific Northwest writer, poet and the editor of Wolff Poetry, a go-to literary journal.
The Ending of the Night (Dusk)
Poem: The Ending of Night (Dusk)
Whatever beachfront we come to, it has it own definitive ending.
sundown ending | at the departure | an affirmation of
the bleeding mask the landscape clothes
—embellishments of the sun and moon tide purpose
that makes the ocean's current still swell in the darkness
& the breeze spools with migratory birds.
Pacific Northwest's ending is song | as
screeching of seagulls—endless scraping of lyrics
and laced in it—come empty branches
and colored wafer paper shapes through cool October.
"Does a sunset kiss water's edge | or
the water reaches up to the sun" my daughter ask of me
when we walk the dog on
the sandy beach of the Puget Sound on a Sunday.
She grins, her eyes in wonderment as I explain—
Something scientific | picture perfect.
The towering skyscrapers off in
a distance or Seattle lights touching dusk.
Funny, how colors bleed into a canvas
that a naked eye cannot see.
—and just as tomorrow is a new beginning
for another imaginary complacent dream.
Obsessed with a Storybook ending of Sunsets
This poem speaks to those who spend their whole life wrapped up in the business of life. Life has so much to offer. Picturesque places to walk with your dog and children.
A place to spark imagination, search for seashells and enjoy the ending of an insightful day.
Horizon Ending Sunset and Sea
© 2018 Linda J Wolff