Touching Twilight Time.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
Touching Twilight Time....
Touching Twilight Time....
(How the twilight goes through my eyes)
soft as the gentle breeze
almost not audible the rustling leaves
the mighty oak paints vague hues
aiding twilight parades, my love
watch the mighty daylight crawl past
super zinc white gradually becomes pale yellow and orange
then it suddenly turned orange-red to the horizon it goes
it takes its rest
this twilight bride....
©SYLVIA FRANCES CHAN
Tuesday Twilight Time
6 Aug.2019
(How the twilight goes through my eyes)
then it suddenly turned orange-red to the horizon it goes
it takes its rest
this twilight bride....
©SYLVIA FRANCES CHAN
Tuesday Twilight Time
6 Aug.2019
A lovely poem that captures the beauty of twilight. One of the wonders of Mother Nature is that soft glowing light from the sky when the sun is below the horizon.The play of colors is such a captivating scene. This nature write has portrayed this wonder. Such a compelling imagery. Beautifully conveyed.
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4/23/2024 7:02:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The beauty of twilight turning from the day's bright brilliantly depicted. Good imagery.