The sky at dusk shallows old houses.
They trade chipped white for welcome masks
Of gray to hide their rough-locked texture-
No fight from those old joints. Struggling,
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Beautiful imagery, pictorial language and apt use of similes make it a work of art, keep writing Regards Bright Morn
fine description, good one, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment and vote.
I m agree with your views but we often start our poems like thus..... Don't yo think it colors the picture more vivid?