Dusk

A poem

I dream in numinous mist of cushioned clouds

Resplendent in pinks and oranges.

As the sun leaves them

They blush in their ardor

For the approaching night

With its dark perfume

Is their lover.

 

Enveloping each one, wrapping it

In darkness

Buoying each

Until the moon’s eye beckons.

 

And obediently,

They come into silver stream,

Softened-

By a lover’s touch.

Reviews

[FJ Davis]

Floating in with surprising imagery, this piece has great charm.
All your writing has great charm, Audrey.

[Larry Dyson]

best assonance and alliteration Ive seen ,,so smoothly flowingly beautiful

[Judy Ponceby]

They blush in their ardor
For the approaching night.

Beautifully done. Lovely feel and flow to the entire work :)

[WindSong]

I love the first line with its great imagery and delivery. The whole poem has a quieting and captivating effect upon me. Beautiful write indeed!

[Desert Dreamer]

The sky is alive, your words bring life to the clouds. I feel as if I am looking up at the sky while reading your words.

[Niki Wilson]

Nice Iamgery, agree withe Emma.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Now you know my mind is crazily searching wondering if I have an image that fits this wonderful piece. This is elegance penned........

[Sukriti Suki]

So soft, subtle...imagery is very good. A nice write.

[emmajoy]

' .. cushioned clouds ~ Resplendent in pinks and oranges. ~ As the sun leaves ~ them ~ They blush in their ardor .. ' , those words alone made my imagination tingle and then, even more as I read, ' .. For the approaching night ~ With its dark perfume ~ Is their lover. '

I might just as well quote the entire poem because each word adds a different colour to your quite passionate painting. Bravo!