The corner streetlight

down on the corner

there is a slightly

crooked streetlight that

provides good light

every night without fail

an envelope of darkness

falling along the edges

of the cascading light

where people walk by

with pets or just talking

on their phones the small

beams of light trailing off

in the distance

but it is the sharp contrast

from the energy of the

dance of wavelengths

against the still darkness

that has me blanketed in

the shadows content

with the solitude