Ernestine Northover

Freshman - 534 Points (25th March 1943)

Sunset's Glow - Poem by Ernestine Northover

Pinks, peaches, blues, greys and mauves,
Clouds that cross the sky in droves,
Gently drifting and as they go,
Create such pictures all aglow,
And give a calming of the mind.

My eyes then see trees with hills behind,
A lake and valley, a peaceful scene,
Floating there within a hazy dream,
Believing that it could, in fact, be real,
In colours delicate, and which you feel,
An artist with his very finest brush,
Has painted a perfect landscape, plush.

This view to me is always so fine,
A spectacle of an, exquisite design.

© Ernestine Northover


Comments about Sunset's Glow by Ernestine Northover

  • Rookie Emma Johnson (5/17/2006 4:23:00 AM)

    An artist's eye for description. I have one criticism though, Ernestine: the use of 'his' in 'an artist with his finest brush'. Why not 'her'? We have two brilliant artists in You: the floral artist and the poet. 'Her' could refer to you in the poem painting for us with words a wonderful scene. This is not a feminist's remark. Susie xxxx. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie R H (4/14/2006 5:10:00 AM)

    A lovely visual write. I was there in my mind.... Warm wishes, Justine. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duncan Wyllie (4/4/2006 3:40:00 PM)

    As are your writes Ernestine.Exquisite in design.So much beauty in your poems and all for us to admire.Love Duncan (Report) Reply

  • Rookie C.H Grocock (1/2/2006 4:41:00 PM)

    Very good work here Ernestine, you have painted a wonderful colour of sunset.
    This has such good rhythm and flow it was a joy to read.Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 662 Points Uriah Hamilton (12/16/2005 9:08:00 AM)

    A very lovely poem with a spiritual reality. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 15, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 6, 2008


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