Treasure Island

Fay Slimm

(Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

Dusk Comes Dancing


Clear and lucid the light
Of soft summer nights.
Gentle late breezes, right
On time float clouds, and bright
Re-arranged fiery red hues
Then produce diffused
Shades, yet waltzing them through
To dusk, they start to lose
Pace in darker blues.
Dancing with colour, nightfall
Creates magic. Do see it all.

Submitted: Thursday, June 11, 2009
Edited: Saturday, June 27, 2009

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  • Susan Jarvis (6/25/2009 5:16:00 AM)

    Some superb language at play in this colourful little poem. I love all the 'ooh' sounds - it conjures a feeling of all those wide eyes looking up at a firework display. S :) (Report) Reply

  • Sandra Fowler (6/19/2009 1:30:00 AM)

    You have successfully captured the blue magic of the dusk.,
    Beautiful write,10, for you.

    Love,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Bob Gibson (6/17/2009 9:54:00 AM)

    The twilight hour a time to ponder
    gaze to the west where it lingers longer
    ionized air, a palate'd night
    Sheppard's watch with delight

    the glorious colours of dusk, beautifully portrayed Fay (Report) Reply

  • Alison Cassidy (6/14/2009 11:19:00 PM)

    You use a fine pallet of light and color to explore this time of mystery and soft summer evenings. Your rhyming is unconventional and all the more enjoyable for that. A poem that is definitely recognizable as Fay Slimm's - and that's the truth. Bravo. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Saadat Tahir (6/13/2009 6:32:00 AM)

    fay its a beauty

    good old simple straight poetry...laid back and cheerful

    great
    cheers (Report) Reply

  • Bob Gibson (6/13/2009 5:23:00 AM)

    Because i look to the east, i see only the dawn!
    but have seen through your eyes the dusk!
    i can see the setting sun in my imagination
    beautiful! (Report) Reply

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