Lillian Susan Thomas - Alamo Dusk

Flash-fire of the final rays
Flames upon the walls
As if the battle rages again.
Intense light deep-shadows
The seams between boulder and boulder
And the pits in these irregular rocks -
Until the burning source recedes,
Leaving the wall ancient again:
Softer, flatter,
Bluing in the dusk.

A pale moon, transparent as a shroud,
Rises above it,
Bleaching the battlement to bone
Under its luminous light.

Lillian Susan Thomas

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