Shadow Beach Poem by Barry Middleton

the shadow of life in the sunset
is washed in blood red light
and snake like tentacles of darkness
are growing over the land

the palms are blazing silhouettes
reaching out from the fire
to welcome the cooler evening
as they await the eastern light

even twilight must die un-mourned
and as the darkness grows
the silent silver moon is rising
to bring the soft shadows of lovers

the breeze over the restless waters
stirs phosphorescent memories
of shadows walking hand in hand
where daylight and darkness meet