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night cloud color
at dawn, the clouds are blue-gray
mottling the brighter white-blue
of sky beneath them
past dusk, the clouds and sky
were blue-black and an eerie white
as though all civilization’s fear
of darkness were determined
to hold off night and it was difficult
to tell by color, which was cloud
and which was sky
obscure reality
comment from Eileen gives author hope
night sky, even miles from the city
more gray than black
brilliant stars still insist on being seen
but many of their apparent companions
are faded by our neon and LED and arc lights while we try to keep dark reality,
as we try with old age, at bay