SUNSET

And yet another sunset poem...

Crimson fades to rose,

Silver dulls to gray,

Purple shadows spread

Through the gold of day.

 

Scarlet flames are embers,

Embers turn to sparks;

Brightness shines a moment,

Then gives way to dark.

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

hardly needs the picture....

[Marie]

I thought the pcture was the best part of it.

[Mick Burke]

A beautiful description of sunset. Full of colour.

[Marie]

Thank you.