Open Poetry #48 |
Sunset Decuain |
Amberzlynnc Member
since 2010-08-24
Posts 229New Jersey |
The purple, pinkish, orange, golden sky presents itself most boldly in the west. The colors wrap around a fiery eye that stares at me- directly at my chest; they burn a hole and settle ‘neath my breast. The breeze is cool as sunbeams grow too weak to tan the skin on shoulders left undressed. The eye sinks slowly as the seagulls shriek. The purple, pink, and orange kiss my cheek. Oh, what a lovely, breathtaking technique. *Amber |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
What a lovely and exotic manner you presented this perfect poem to us tonight. I will carry these two lines to bed with me tonight. "The breeze is cool as sunbeams grow too weak to tan the skin on shoulders left undressed." Beautiful poetry . . . ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
A beautiful vision wrapped in your words...wonderful...*BIG HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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