Omens.
I chased this evening
evening\'s fade, pattern-framed
silver tin-foiled filigree
tied to grey-as-granite mountains.
I watched tinted fate
wave farewell, viewed night\'s
ballooning planet parade
fired from dark-as-starred silence.
I walked under change
of ethered hues, dusk-mooned
sickle-upright, orb-faced,
smiling thru\' dull-as-dust gloom.
I saw in sun\'s goodbye
sundown-azured, purple-trailed
mourning-dyed, pale-bright,
sunk below a real-as-clear halo.
I conquered tonight
midnight-demons, rocketed love,
forgot grief as star-divined
good-as-new omens I see above.