Summer eves and gentle breezes
plead for man the day's parole;
warmth of sunshine fades so slowly,
therapeutic to the soul.
Distant oranges and crimson,
shadows stretch out from the rise;
silhouettes of pines and saplings
offer respite to our eyes.
Leaving worries of the workplace
far behind as dusk sets in,
all forgiven are the hassles,
supervisors, our chagrin.
Having now communed with evening,
for tomorrow, not the same,
as the remonstrances stumble,
sees this night and what became.
Jack has published over 350 poems in his career, many with his own photography. He specializes in a view of the commonplace and Americana.