Twilight Melody Of Silence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking at an empty stage, instruments poised, ready to start
playing the moment the band comes back from their break.

Lights still shining colors brightly, not moving, strobe lights
lying silent for the time being.

This mere poet looking upon this twilight melody of silence,
thinking interiorly that soon this life will end.

This image will be kept in this little poem as I travel beyond
the boundaries of this final sunsetical earthly shore.