Poetry By John CannonJust at Dusk
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Just at Dusk
By John Cannon

Tonight,
just at dusk,

the river low
from weeks of drought,

I stand alone,
in silence
like a prayer.

Across the river
an otter scampers,

finding tasty delights
along the river’s edge,

above my head,
atop the huge sycamore,

unseen until he leaves,

a young bald eagle
heading south,

and just upstream,
like a solemn sentinel,

the great blue heron ―
silent
motionless
eternal.

But it is the stark
dark silhouettes
of four common crows

heading west,
high above the trees,

just as golden fringes
rim the purpling clouds,

that bring
the joyful tears

of overwhelming

gratitude.

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