Here
is the rain,
its
warm sting,
spearing
the
senses.
Here
is a rainbow,
pastel
pale,
vaguely
traceable.
Here
is the dusk,
humid
pink,
greyed
to
monochrome.
Here are the
crepuscular creatures:
timid
quivering rabbits,
restless
nesting birds,
slugs
oozing trails,
salamanders
glowing spots,
rising
fireflies
riding
earth’s warmth
toward
the cool moon,
and, spinning, weaving
prey-sipping spiders,
ingesting their webs
with drops
of dawn's dew.
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