gleamy rays kiss the valley
gleamy rays kiss the valley
You paint the horizon with your benign warmth,
fill in a burst of sunshine, to delight the tropical hues,
mandarin, marmalade, peach or tangerine,
you reflect a perfect glow across the color spectrum.
Transient horizon paints
Tender tales of eventide
Tangerine strokes blend with indigo
Tease the heaven’s dreamy allure
Tacit zephyr wafts an ethereal fragrance
Tranquil mysticism embraces the lilac peaks
Twilight showers a starry mist.
Thanks to Aashi, learnt a new style of poetry today, Pleiades. It has only one word in the title followed by a seven line stanza. The first word of each line begins with the same letter as the title. Hope you enjoyed it!
dawn exalts a coral blush
mercury soars high
punctures the billowy clouds
casts a scorching gaze
the western skyline
brims with wisps of lavender
At twilight, the setting sun paints a masterpiece on the expansive canvas with swirls of crimson, tangerine and marmalade. At times it puts up a benign face, while at other times a riot of pinks and blues intensify into a deep mauve, before fading into darkness. Though this beauty is momentary, it ensures a new look every single evening as it readies to move, on its onward journey. The fact that in today’s busy world, people hardly pause to admire this beautiful blessing at dusk, doesn’t make an iota of difference to its creative play of colors. Its artistic flair continues unabated, without a feeling of remorse at the lack of appreciation.
Just musing over this thought, I often wonder, do we humans have this attitude in us? We always strive for some form of recognition or praise for a job well done, be it at work or home. It deflates our morale when we don’t see that acknowledgement coming our way. Do we still continue to give it our best or do we whine and crib, before eventually abandoning it?
What do you do in such a situation? Do share, if this picture is familiar to you and how have you moved forward? I am sure it will help many of us to deal with it better including me 😉
In response to Colleen’s tuesday tanka challenge # 103, to use the words fall & try (Synonyms only)
Picture perfect click,
my lame attempt rewarded
as the sun descends
melting into the sea bed
a vermillion brilliance!
In response to weekly photo challenge rise/set
The rising orb spins around
announces the divine birth of dawn
a scarlet blush behind the illuminated clouds
the darkness gently surrenders
to the ethereal glow of the golden rays
with a promise of a new day ahead!
Its time for dusk to enter
the horizon paints bold strokes
vermillion red and marmalade orange
dominate the celestial skies
dark curtains fall across the expanse
readying the stage for the magical moon!
the marmalade sun
casts a vermilion glaze
colors blend across the twilight sky
painting the horizon to an orange glow!
Sidlak poetry (sid/lak) is a structured poetry consisting of 5 lines with 3-5-7-9 syllables AND A COLOR. The last line must be a COLOR that describes the whole poem or the feelings of the writer.
As the sun sets across the horizon, the sky presents itself in a riot of orange and crimson, a sight to behold!