Sitting on the Patio

Here I am
sitting on the patio.
Just past twilight,
the sun has been gone for a while,

listening to crickets chirp,
the occasional siren off in the distance.

The moon has yet to rise;
it is those few moments
in between one source of light
and the next.

I like to think of this as
the magical hour,
that moment in time
when anything can happen.

Of course, I feel that way about
the moments just before the sun
peeks his face over the horizon
and brings us a new day.

It's like a pregnant pause
between one and the other
phases of our day.

Not much good for
taking pictures
but perfect for a walk,
or sitting on the patio.

@LDPoetry, 2013