Late November dusk

As daylight fades
from the east
Towers of clouds
line the far horizon

A sliver of moon
plays hide and seek
with shreds of
remnant cloud

The sun slowly heads
southwest towards its
colourful bed
set amidst distant cloud

The first gusts of
nighttime winds
shake droplets from
bare branches

Faint streetlights
illuminate and reflect
darkened streets
where few venture forth

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