The Evening Floats In
By Jamie Collins
The evening floats in—
on dark clouds
and thunderstorms
when no one’s looking—
the darkness creeps in
and the sun sets in silence
there’s no announcement
no trumpet sounds—
the sun just disappears
out of sight — out of mind—
fades away—in the night—
and I feel safe in your arms.
Jamie Collins is a poet from Southwest Georgia currently living in Seattle, WA . He was born in Albany , GA in 1974. He is the author of 13 books of poetry, including his newest release They’re Gonna Crucify Me which was published by Requiem Press. His work has appeared in Anthologies and Magazines. He is the managing editor of Requiem Magazine. He can be found online at http://www.jamiecollinspoetry.com.
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