Working in a rather remote area my transport failed me.  I had a long wait for my colleagues to come assist. Amazing how much more we notice when we have time to sit (and observe) and ponder.

Waiting, and watching.

Like water-colour diffusing onto a soak filled page

Crimson tones fill the shading sky

Hues of orange fade quickly to dark

Glimmers of starlight catch the eye


A setting sun that has gone home to rest

Leaving the heavens to a crescent moon

Such beauty and wonder of a deepening night

Drinking it in for it is gone too soon


In this shadowed veil the woodlands awake

for in our night is found their day

The creatures that dwell in this darkened world

Where cloaked darkness guards their way


A fleeting moment in the epoch of time

Forever caught in the memory's eye

Good fortune born out of bad luck, it seems

The artistry of a night time sky











Poetry by Liam The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-09-27 at 10:43

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