Sunset

A poem about the sun and moon

  the sun plunged behind

  the naked trees - her

  golden rays danced on

  the waves like flames.

  She sunk into the horizon,

  painting the sky a mysterious

  purple. As she burnt out,

  she was replaced by a luminous

  sphere that sat on the clouds

  and danced with the stars.

Author's Note

Tell me what you think.

Reviews

[Miss Sharon]

Beautifully descriptive poetry here. I like it very much! ~Sharon

[PillsDontWork]

Its a great poem it feels as if you are talking about someone you fell in love with who can't be with you a bigger question is there a sunset in your life ?
100/100

[ANM]

Very evocative the sun and the moon they make us what we are! Lovely poem! Imagery is what writing is all about!

[Tracy]

Good use of descriptive words that painted a nice moving picture in my mind :)

[conspicuousleaf]

Thank you!