October setting sun

I am witness to a spectacular
October setting sun
cloaked in clear blues
deep oranges
and wispy filaments of gold

I see shapes among the fiery heavens
fossil-like skeletons
of dreams that never came true
shapes shifting and changing
like life's most important emotions

Quickly, too quickly
the colors chase the sun
fleeing across the darkening horizon
leaving dismal tufts of formless
dull gray patches in their wake

The evening leaves me colorless
an echo of the dead dreams I found
in brilliant hues within the sunset;
an impression of hope fading
like the golden evening sky