Odd coloured sunset, turquoise hued
Drains and darkens
Owl hurls a shadow across the tiles
And disappears behind the treeline
A vent steams.  The owl screams
And glides along the avenue
New sliver of moon sinks through cloud
Sickle that reaped the death of day
Sharp white wishbone of night
Slipping west, always west and
Finally dips out of sight
Its disappearance breaks the magic
Breathless moment
Transition
Silence wraps the linden trees
And high above these
Proud Capella is posing
And casting a spell to
Ward off the morning.