Sunset In Muscat. Poem by Margery Rehman
Sunset In Muscat.
The sun begins to set behind
Burnt umber hills,
Singeing them with fiery red,
And spreads its light
Catching domes and cupolas
Within a golden haze of flame
Silhouetted by a green-blue sky
Below the city, the sea
Lies deep turquoise.
The waves lap quietly
Towards the shore
Tangerine tinged.
The harbour is bathed
In an orange glow.
The call to prayer
Sounds from gilded minarets.
And as the faithful bow to God,
The sun begins to fall,
A blazing scarlet ball,
Dropping fast
Like fire from heaven.
Upon the now blackening sky
The moon and evening star appear.
Growing silvery strong,
They touch hills, sea and city
With luminous light.
Phosphorous tipped,
The waves roll gently in
And peaceful falls the night.
You are a fine imagist. I can see the sunset through your eyes. Warm regards, Sandra
Your are an artist with words - you offer the reader a rich pallet of colours with which you paint your landscape to perfection. Beautiful. love, Allie xxxx
wow... you paint a perfect picture of the beautiful landscape... i really liked your choice of words... Asma...
Margery, I can nothing to Jack's comments, but 'More! More! ' M
Yet another wonderfully artistic offering from you. Vibrant, eloquent, and brimful of colour. You seem to effortlessly bring life to your picture perfect surroundings. jack :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/23/2024 4:39:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Astounding imagery in this. You take us to the celestial journey into the night. Great write this one! !