Evening shades

Now evening shades are entering the room,
a little later than the day before
(although that is not noticed much by whom
lives here, and who just came in by front door).

They slowly move, take over the white wall,
the portraits, fading in oblivion,
see no longer what is here at all
(as if they’d care of what is going on) .

And just when darkness conquers light,
when dusk gives in- the magic’s gone
and all is night. The tv now shines bright.
The lamp switched on, the mystery is done.

Although the shades are leaving grounds once more,
tomorrow evening they’ll be back I know,
to get the right that they’ve been fighting for:
their place under the roof, that they want so.

πŸ˜‰

Comments on: "Evening shades" (10)

  1. Lovely Ina – it’s fascinating to watch the seasons change, the light of each day get longer and the change of light into dark.

    • Hi David
      thank you very much πŸ™‚ yes, every day a little longer light, it is so different from Winter already!
      The evening shades have this mysterious way of creeping into a room and leaving, lol.

  2. This is lovely!

    Cheers me because I know we are heading in th “light” direction!! πŸ™‚

    Love and hugs xx

  3. I just left a comment which has disappeared!

    Take 2 !

    This is lovely. It cheers me because I know we are heading in the “light” direction!! πŸ™‚

    Love and hugs xx

  4. Yikes!!! It’s reappeared LOL πŸ™‚

    xx

    • πŸ™‚ Hi Christine, no idea what happend lol. I am glad you were cheered! πŸ™‚
      Thank you very much,
      love and hugs xx

  5. This is a lovely, gentle, reflective poem. I like it a lot.

    We have passed the equinox now when the day and the night were the same length so longer days are really here.

    The blue tits arrive at my bird feeder when dawn breaks. And as dawn breaks earlier so they arrive earlier. You wouldn’t think that birds so small could make so much noise!! πŸ™‚

    Arohanui
    David
    xxx

    • Hi David

      Thank you very much.
      I hope your toothache is over now.

      Waking up from the sounds of birds is lovely, and a miracle if you live in a city πŸ™‚ It is a lot better than an alarmclock!
      We haven’t set our alarmclock since we got back from holiday, and every morning the birds wake me, or the sunshine.

      The birds you describe, are here too, but they now don’t want the food we give them anymore, there is plenty of worm delicatessen I suppose πŸ™‚

      I hope you have planted your bulbs πŸ™‚

      Arohanui πŸ™‚

      xxx

      Ina

  6. ‘And just when darkness conquers light,
    when dusk gives in- the magic’s gone
    and all is night.’

    I really like this, although I find night the most magical time of all. Then I am a ‘night owl’!

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