Evening Shadows

The night was warm and soft

thick with stars

hanging low over a river

appearing as a faint metallic thread

that wound its way through the dark

The moon was the narrowest

of silver silvers overhead

a pale smear on the night

blinking coyly down

playing hide and seek

behind a screen of shifting clouds

Tree branches rustling casting shadows

that swayed and danced

upon the wooden deck

in eerie time to a hint of music

drifting on a breeze

Flickering candlelight

cast the couple’s shadows behind them

to drape upon the wall

As they watched

 the shadows raise spectral wine glasses

the wall catching their red glow

© Carole Mathys

7/20/09