Nightfall

Inky blue,
creeping westward
across the twilight sky.

Daylight’s last stand,
but a thin band
along the horizon.

Dotting the heavens,
boundless possibility
revealed in its wake.

Rooted to the ground,
the dreamer waits
for gravity to relent.

Written for Week #236 of Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt. (Word: Blue, Count: 38)
Photo credit: Greg Glazebrook via GMG Photography.
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