Incapability

sonnet in tetrameter

Incapability

The sunset's indescribable
but being me I have to try
to see if I am capable.
Although I see no reason why.

I think this time I might succeed.
I've tried so many times before
to explain how the colours bleed
into shades I have no name for.

I would love to share my view
but lack the vocabulary.
I cannot describe to you
the transient beauty that I see.

No matter how hard I may try
it's an impossibility.

18/05/2009
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Reviews

[Silent Pacer]

I like this work. You know, this got me think, the sign of a true artist, in my view is often described in a situation, One asks another as the sun sets what does one see? if the answer is Red blue purple yellow orange, they are artistic but lack vision, but if they answer how you discribe in this poem, that is the sign of a true artist. very very inspirational. Nicely done. and I agree with you, how does one discribe such beauty? though you try, it is impossible to do it the justice it deserves.