Summer Squash Sun

The summer squash sun sinks beneath the raven black mountains. 

The clear blue skies have disappeared,

leaving bursts of colors in its wake. 

Cumulus clouds are dyed the color of a clown's nose. 

And right above the glowing,

shimmering,

sparkling 

sun, 

is a patch of light yellow, 

that reminds me of the beach. 

Sand castles,

 and sand squelching through my toes. 

But a rainstorm is rolling in,

Casting the world in dark tenebrosity.