The sun loses itself in its own
as it submerges into the lake tonight
vibrant curtains of light
pavonine stripes covering the skies
to go quietly into the dark.
I sit perplexed at such vanity —
bright feathered clouds
- waning wisps of water vapor
- moonlit memories of the day
- bullet lists in PowerPoints due tomorrow
as a whole world turns
from the show ready to
I reflect on another day
more beautiful with her here.
© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott