The setting sun imparts a glow
upon the surface of the lake.
In shades of red which come and go.
Some are translucent, some opaque.
From palest pink to deepest red
and every shade that lies between.
They last until the light has fled
and darkness falls to rule the scene.
I sit and watch in wonderment
the sun descend beneath the sea
To me it is quite evident
that all is as it ought to be.
The moon will rise to rule the night
and paint the waters silver white.
19-May-08
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What a picture you have created here Ivor, the whole write is a treasure to find and a pleasure to absorb. Beautifully written and a wonderful poem to absorb. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Quite a sight you've painted here, Water colours in words, so crystal clear! ! *10*! ! Best regards! Friend Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a beautiful poem and I think I am going to paint it.... shades of red that come and go... it is a challenge.... thank you. Your words are exactly like the colours it speak of....