Night

Tumble of silver and grey
crosses the evening sky,
blankets the blue of day-
wrapped ready for the night.

The ocean calls
to the trailing sky,
with whispering crash
and sand-choked sigh.

The gulls rise screaming
in fearful flight,
a winged, wild wave
to the facing sight.

The silence creeps
to the murmuring shore,
draws one last breath
from time grown old.

The light a moment loiters,
then darkness draws it's cape,
the sea is hushed to softness;
day settles down to sleep.