by Richard Vince

Her home is homeliest in
The gentle light of a late spring sunset:
The dull glow of red brick surrounding
Golden glass giving a window on
The western sky.

She is dressed for comfort,
Cuffs of oversized hoodie holding
Tired hands in a soft embrace.

Even as daylight fades,
Her lamp clicks off: the last few
Minutes of evening deserve to shine
Unchallenged, untamed by
Human artifice.

As the sky slowly darkens,
The glow moves to her heart,
Shining between heavy eyelids
As another day ends.


Posted on 05/23/2020
Copyright © 2020 Richard Vince

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/23/20 at 08:20 PM

Beautiful...in more ways than one.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/24/20 at 04:54 AM

Serene. A pleasure.

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