Sunset

The sunset is pale
Coral with grey finger marks~
No bird sang today

The leaves wait like mouths
Now they are shutting their lips
They don’t get night feeds

All is calm and still
The moon is singing  Mahler
Dead babies  whisper.

Lullaby,the  heart
Enfold all  infants’ pathos
Dies with them daily

Forget not at night
Those for whom the sun is dead
They are stiff like dolls