To Whisper and Linger in The Half-Light

Minneapolis Sunday
by Ronald E. Shields

Last night I devoured a wing of fire.
Now I wait alone
beneath the final whisper of stars in a casting sky.
The city is still dark.
If only rain would wash away the stains of the night
leave the streets to shine like chrome under arc lamps.
But some human beings need to linger in the half-light,
drift in the sharp angles of tall shadows,
even as the day breaks open.

——————–

Ronald E. Shields lives in Rochester, NY. 
He can be found at poetryontherun.wordpress.com
and @ronaldanne or on FB Ronald E. Shields.

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hrholt1986

I am a dreamer, as well as a doer, who lives in the North Georgia mountains. I started my publishing journey August of 2013, have had moderate success, but my utmost passion is my "daytime" job, which is working with adults who are constantly striving to better their lives as they obtain the GED credential.

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