Intimate shades of blue an grey
As day's end draws a blanket of cloud
Tinges of burnt orange through the fray
For somewhere a sunrise proud

Tall spindly ribbed pines profile the view
Amongst a stand of veiny palm
Sending shades of green into the hue
An hallucinating the calm

Corrugated water with patches of sheen
As the twilight comes alive
Allowing sundown a final gleam
An the essence to survive

Darkness nods its lazy head
While city lights illuminate bright
Dragging itself out of bed
To end the being of twilight