Thursday, December 16, 2010

A Sunset Fades



A Sunset Fades

A sunset fades
atop the hill,
snow-packed blue,
the barren aspens
streaking dying colors
of orange pink red
gray yellow purple
light.

Somewhere,
in the blurred line
between red and gray,
her face is fading,
her eyes paling,
her smile
a final ray of
light.

All that’s left is snow.


Over at One Stop Poetry today, Leslie Moon has posted a musical poetry prompt -- write a poem based on music by George Winston. You have your choice of two selections, and I chose "The Snowman." Visit One Stop Poetry to see links to more poems.

10 comments:

jasonS said...

Very haunting. Thank you Glynn. Just beautiful.

Kodjo Deynoo said...

All that is left is snow, yes very haunting

Tammy said...

I agree haunting and yet dreamy.

moondustwriter said...

somewhere in that blurred line...
snow and wonder

thanks Glynn you always make words - special...

Moon smiles

nance marie said...

lovely collage

Beachanny said...

A beautiful comparison..we used similar forms today. Well written. Thank you, Gay

Maureen said...

Evocative.

S. Etole said...

A quiet dying ...

Neva Flores said...

mysteriously wonderful!

Graceful said...

Love this poem! Love George Winston!