Dusk Comes Dancing Poem by Fay Slimm
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.
a dailt sight though every day a new show..lovely your poem inspires
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!
fay its a beauty good old simple straight poetry...laid back and cheerful great cheers
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 :)
You have successfully captured the blue magic of the dusk., Beautiful write,10, for you. Love, Sandra
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
Another wonderful piece so elloquently painted by your hand Fay....beautiful....Fi 10++++
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 ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 7:42:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful word flow that captures the the ambience of dusk very well...10