Transfiguration?
The sunset was spectacular
Transforming the familiar
Sights which I am accustomed to
Into a very different view.
The slated roofs no longer grey
But changing with the interplay
Reflected colours from the sky
which blend and merge then multiply.
Creating a surreal beauty
Which hides the stark reality
That I am faced with every day.
Monotony in black and grey.
I watch until the colours fade.
Reluctantly I draw the shade.
Wednesday,18 January 2012
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Much enjoyed Ivor. You use your comparator well. 'Monotony in black and grey'. Upon reflection, they are just that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful transfiguration, Sir. I feel, The One alone couldn't interplay So, for wedding splendor He clubbed the night and the day