Burnt Orange Sunrise. Poem by Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson
Burnt Orange Sunrise.
Unaware of the firing motion
The moon reflects in her glazing eyes
Solitary motion distills the summer days
Transparent figures move in the burning sunrise
Subtle movement in the deep blue haze
The moon rejects to her suprise
The summer days begin to hussle
Memories twinkle upon the next phase
It's a very good poem, Lisa. The title is perfect as well.
Lisa, the imagery and sounds in this poem are awesome. I just love sunrises and sunsets. Top marks from me. Thanks for sharing this my friend. David
I love the title, it paints a very clear picture of what is to come. You clearly show a very vivid image, I can see the beauty displayed here in this georgeous sunrise. thankyou Lisa---Melvina---
Wonderful imagery in this one. I can see your sunrise very clearly. Thank you, Lisa. Love, Sandra
Pastal-colored Sunrise Portrait, painted with words. Fantastic writing, Lisa......Deanna
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Lisa A brillant describtion and a brilliant poem cheers Sylvie