Dusk on Balsam Lake, WI

Sun surrenders and
drops down in the water
sky turns shades of fall foliage
Muted rustling of leaves,
laying in wait
insects hold their breath
A whisper of a storm
tiptoes in the air

A massive mirror, the lake
a pebble tossed
wouldn’t upset it’s calm.
Even fish  admire it’s beauty
and do not to jump
for bugs on the surface.

Fire takes root
warming the night
Fingers of flame
reach low hung branches
Logs groan and spit heat
Casting errant embers
molten bullets

And we watch moths,
kamikaze unnervingly
with grace into the flames


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