Dark.
Eventide seeps
into rockpooling shoreline.
Moonless the tide laps
its quiet retreat.
Gulls shadow night-fall
like fragile omens
as mist fills this twilight
in salty defeat.
Dark hangs its cloak
around sky\'s weak fighting.
Soot dusts horizon
and leaches bright flowers.
Night shuts itself
off while with Luna\'s hiding
dusk gently weeps
as we lost what was ours.