The purple mountains <br />are set ablaze <br />by the settings sun's <br />crimson haze. <br />The stars begin to appear <br />blinking bright <br />as falls the coming night. <br />A silence hushes everything <br />in this twilight hour <br />in that time trapped <br />between day and night. <br /> <br /> <br />8 September 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twilight-time-4/
