Tonight’s sunset
is a thin strip of pink ribbon
in a vast blue sky
.
One wispy cloud
reflects the fading sun:
a sliver of bright beauty
to stab devouring darkness.
Tonight’s sunset
is a thin strip of pink ribbon
in a vast blue sky
.
One wispy cloud
reflects the fading sun:
a sliver of bright beauty
to stab devouring darkness.
There on the hillside
A puddle of brilliant light
Sun broken through clouds
I can not move today.
The sky is heavy
and I am immobilized
by grey.
The lake
is a puddle of pink paint
reflecting clouds glistening Klimt gold
in a sky fixated on fuchsia.
Light is galloping across the hills
Glistening roan, bay, and dun.
Splotches of palomino and skewbald
reflect the canter of the clouds
across the sun.
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©2012 Michael Russell Used with permission. If you love this image, you should check out Michael’s gallery!
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The light was so fantastic above Kalamalka Lake on the drive home today. I wish I’d had a camera to capture the long light, and gleaming fields of gold, russet, and brown above the lake! Words will have to do, though Michael Russell’s beautiful photo will give you an idea of the hills and the cantering clouds, at least!
The fields are reaching
misty fingers from the earth,
stretching to the sky.
Clouds descend, enfolding all
in their diaphanous cloaks.
Shawn Bird is an author, poet, and educator in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary.