Pagosa Springs Artists

Evening On Sugar Creek


The river shimmers in late light
with colors of the evening sky;
and wooded shore, ablaze for fall,
reflects upside-down for all.

A turkey hawk drifts high above,
lone whip-poor-will calls to its love;
the crescent moon begins to rise
while vivid hues fade as day dies.




first published in FLOOR OF THE SKY Chapbook

also published in Poetry Atlas

©2013 Bonnie Manion


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