The vestigial tail of day disappears into clouds, a sky of dead dreams wrought in gold- spattered water of seas and lakes: that’s all it takes. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – Dusk #writephoto
Tag: Dusk
Foxes at Dusk
In the city, Drab, lanky shadow Slips between parked cars, Competes with gulls and crows By toppled rubbish bins, Emerging silently Under street-light sulphur, Leaching rust from fur. In the country, Rich russet lustre Cavorts in lush green fields, Barking at gulls and crows Under a canopy Of sunset and cloud, Burnished copper bright […]
When the Birds Stop Singing
My response to Carpe Diem #1014 dawn, also linked to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Friday Music Prompt # 54: Sound of Silence, cover by David Draiman and Disturbed Today’s inspirational quote is from Indian poet Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941): “Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.” At dusk, clouds of birds fill the […]
In Glaze of Dusk
My response to dVerse Poets Pub 5 Year celebration Part 4, Catching up with Samuel Peralta Björn has interviewed Samuel Peralta. I enjoyed his poem, ‘N. poeticus’, which has made me a little nervous about my own post this evening. What I have taken from the interview is Sam’s advice to ‘write from the heart, but […]
Sometimes we just have to stand still and take it all in
Standing at dusk A low October sun Skims the panorama At its horizon, Sinking behind Elevated fields. From a nearby copse Comes the whispering And chattering Of birds Settling for the night. A raucous skein of geese Scrawls across The expanding Norfolk sunset A haiku to dusk. Image found on Pinterest
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