Town Dusk



The darkening sky is almost mauve

Down towards the horizon smudge-mark greyish beige

In the distance maybe mists are gathering

The lights of buses and of fast-food shops

Offer a choice of bright and simple colours

The signs are a good deal more complicated

The forms within them seem to be repeated

It’s easier to focus on the lights.


Let’s say I understand the urban picture

Letters form meanings like “kebab” and “sale”

But in the unlit figures of the dark

In with the changing skies

The overarching darkening mysteries

There still may be some messages I miss.


I roughed out this poem in my mind standing on the platform at Chelmsford railway station coming home from work on a winter’s night, looking over the lights of the town centre.


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  1. Caddo Veil

     /  December 23, 2011

    Well, I like this a lot–the colors, especially in the sky–the lights, darkening mysteries; and I love the last line best.


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