Snowy white twirls drift by
plaiting into balmy orange ringlets,
and dreams draped in periwinkle blue
rise beyond purple skylines…
Pale peach cloud veil hides a shy sunset.
Soaring birds in flickering lines
spurt onto the streaky sky palette
as a sleepy twilight lulls them homewards.
Like stippled cake batter in azure shades
baked golden by the evening light.
Or a hand painted canvas, freshly smudged
and left to dry on meandering winds of dusk…
In the warp and woof of breezy threads
a lost moon hemmed in lazy autumn colours
and a lilac laced festive October sky
trails the scent of a desert winter.
~ I love these perfectly warm October evenings. Gone are the hot harsh days of yearning as the sky always has something new and exciting to offer...
plaiting into balmy orange ringlets,
and dreams draped in periwinkle blue
rise beyond purple skylines…
Pale peach cloud veil hides a shy sunset.
Soaring birds in flickering lines
spurt onto the streaky sky palette
as a sleepy twilight lulls them homewards.
Like stippled cake batter in azure shades
baked golden by the evening light.
Or a hand painted canvas, freshly smudged
and left to dry on meandering winds of dusk…
In the warp and woof of breezy threads
a lost moon hemmed in lazy autumn colours
and a lilac laced festive October sky
trails the scent of a desert winter.
~ I love these perfectly warm October evenings. Gone are the hot harsh days of yearning as the sky always has something new and exciting to offer...
a lovely description of the october sky...
ReplyDeletelucky I still see this picturesque sky every evening and I think of your poem and the cake batter in azure shades...