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Impression (August contest)
The evening sky lights up
In brilliant flames of orange
Turning hazily to gold
As they go to caress the sea.
Approaching islands of clouds…
Sweep quickly overhead
And each island, catching
The slanting rays of sun,
illuminates in sky!
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Comments
tyro
Wed, 2019-08-14 04:17
hello Mark.
hello Mark.
quiet, yes, it should be soothing as a beautiful sunset is soothing.
T
The most powerful reaction
of mind on mind
is transference of sight
tyro
Wed, 2019-08-14 05:44
how do I get this poem
how do I get this poem officially in the August contest, anyone?
T
The most powerful reaction
of mind on mind
is transference of sight
Geezer
Wed, 2019-08-14 09:49
I am...
going to assume you know how to cut and paste. Go to the tab at the top of the page and hit contest, find the submit tab and hit that. Paste your poem in appropriate space and you are entered! Be sure to put [August Contest] next to the title and hit the tab for contest at the bottom of the page when you save. ~Geezer.
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Patricia
Wed, 2019-08-14 11:07
Nice Poem
I enjoyed this poem very much. It would be nice to read it on a warm day at sunset and then just lay back and dream a little about that beautiful sunset. Some nice soft music playing too. I want to read it again.
B9Pat
Lindame
Wed, 2020-07-15 11:43
Lovely scene, would love to
Lovely scene, would love to visit such a place! Nice!! Worth many reads indeed.
Gracy
Thu, 2020-07-16 12:48
Hi Tyro, lovely poem, I also
Hi Tyro, lovely poem, I also feel like watching that brilliant sunset. Especially as we're deep in snow here in Argentine Patagonia. In a while I'm going to walk out with my daughter. Love snow.
Enjoyed, Gracy
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