Poetry By John Cannon


Dusk Falls So Gently
Poetry By John Cannon

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Dusk Falls So Gently
Poetry By John Cannon

Dusk falls so gently tonight,
the air is still warm
but dry and light,
 
The graying sky
is feather-brushed
with wispy clouds;
 
Our round-shouldered mountains
have gone from hazy blue to pastel pink
with the sun’s last rays,
 
and now they fade to ghost-gray lumps,
like friendly old bears
stretched out for sleep;
 
Only the cardinal, the hummingbirds,
and now the bats, are flying;
 
Katydids and crickets
are replacing the songbird voices,
and the bullfrogs
are just warming up by the pond’s edge;
 
As the air cools
and night sounds settle in,
there’s a soft and delicate peace
that seems to exude;
 
It seeps into my pores,
tenders my skin,
unwinds my nerves,
and soothes my heart.