Carib Nightfall

Poem from Dancing in the Rain by John Lyons

In the Carribean
at the end of day
sun drops suddenly
like a fire ball
behind forested hills
and into the sea                                                                                                                                                                                                                

Steam clouds
of red and orange
shaped like monsters
float up into the sky
and for an instant
hover there.

and sici-yea birds
in awe of the sky
and the dark rushing in,
leave night music to
bull frogs' croaking bass,
high octaves tunes
of mosquito violins,
and crickets' twitterings







John Lyons - Carib Nightfall

Carib Nightfall