Moody Sky
Gone the dramatic
crimson sunrise
that brought birth
to the day
The lightness
of pursuing
powder puff clouds
taking breath away
Now a setting sun
shines brightness
on the pewter lake
in a twilight of silvery grey
A mood for every sky
The shimmering stillness
of serenity and calm
ends a perfect day
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
in response to Sue Vincent’s Weekly
Write/Photo - Shimmer
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“A mood for every sky”… perfect, Christine.
Ah, such beauty in your words, Christine! 🙂💕
Thank you so much Punam 💕🙂
You are welcome, dear!
Beautiful and vivid.
Thank you for your lovely comments Sadje 🥰
You’re most welcome 🙏
love the way your poem winds and flows into the crevices of the heart. pewter lake resonates, the state I live in here is the place pewter originates.
Thanks Gina 🙂 That is so interesting you mention that. I chose the word pewter because the water looks like it at sunset. I learned something today! 🙂💕
i loved the connection to something close to home.
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Truly lovely!
Awww, thank you my friend 🙂💕
Beautiful poem!
Thank you so much! ☺️
This is such a beautiful piece, Christine.
“The lightness
of pursuing
powder puff clouds
taking breath away”
Thank you my dear friend. I appreciate that so much ☺️❤️
My pleasure ❤️🤗