Treasure Island

Walterrean Salley

(Savannah, Ga)

A Fall Profile


Shadows
(Stretched across the
Field) , cast by the evening
Sun’s glowing backdropp against the
Clear skies.

Submitted: Thursday, November 10, 2011
Edited: Saturday, November 12, 2011

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  • Shahzia Batool (1/22/2014 10:09:00 AM)

    Beautiful and artistic...

    A painting in words...


    A short, crisp and complete...a perfect length with so rich images, no extra words are needed...
    clearly defined features of the fall in this poetic profile!
    Walterrean Salley, loved it! (Report) Reply

  • Hans Vr (11/11/2011 12:29:00 AM)

    The scene is so well described, that the beauty appears on a canvas in my imagination. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

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