At first shyly, quietly
it lets slip a golden
sliver above the trees.
Seeing the sun retreat,
it continues to rise,
gracefully lifting itself aloft.
Reflecting the final rays of sunset,
it is a swollen pumpkin,
sporting a mottled jack-o-lantern face.
As the sky darkens, the vibrant
colors fade, replaced by a glowing orb,
climbing higher in the sky.
Now shining like a search light,
it casts a shimmering, silver path
across the water, leading lovers by the hand.
Photo and poem © 2016 DM Shepherd