David Wood

Gold Star - 13,745 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Colours Of The Day - Poem by David Wood

The flash of red sky in the morning
Against a rising orange sun:
Cool milky winds blowing gently
Across the open earth.

A deep azure sky spanning the
Heavens in the heat of the day
With a scattering of white fluffy
Cotton wool clouds drifting by.

The pale blue of evening cools
The air getting darker as the evening
Progresses with a silver moon rising
In the evening sky with a tinge of red.

Grey black mackerel skies drift by
As night’s cape descends, a sky full
Of blackness with the sprinkling of silver
Stars shining in the night sky.

The colours of the day are taken for
Granted as we pass through time,
Often without noticing natures changing
Patterns in our busy lives.

Comments about Colours Of The Day by David Wood

  • Shahzia Batool (8/7/2013 10:08:00 AM)

    Such is the poet's observant eye that sees colors, and such is the witty pen that describes them in words! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • (8/1/2013 6:26:00 PM)

    These are the simple things in life well described that are often missed or slip past each day. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (8/1/2013 10:00:00 AM)

    we do not care the changing color of our life since begining till end but our nature changes as per the changing color of life.great write (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/1/2013 8:21:00 AM)

    Nature's changing patterns are beautifully described! Unfortunately we are too busy to notice all these! Enjoyed! ! (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (8/1/2013 7:51:00 AM)

    Sky in many colors red, deep azure, pale blue, black mackerel, tinge of red, ...We need to look up and see and enjoy heavenly beauty. Nice flowing poem. (Report) Reply

  • (8/1/2013 7:29:00 AM)

    A great poem, as we get older I think we tend to take more notice.
    But when we are young we are too wrapped up in everything else
    to see what is around us.
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  • Geetha Jayakumar (8/1/2013 7:11:00 AM)

    We are so busy that we dont have the time to see the changes of the day..Good poem..well written. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 1, 2013

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