Bridges After Dark

There’s beauty in seeing

fog diffusing sharp skylines

Just blurring sharp edges

between nature’s labour and man made features.

There’s comfort in watching

lights come on at dusk

Just the instant before, when

Sky and Thames melt into one.

There’s a shift, transporting

colours of the day to night

Just reflecting off of the bridge’s structure

Putting a display that lifts up the inky night.

There’s a mystery in details appearing

Revealing the bridge’s beauty

Alive after dark

without troubling the blackness of sky.