Unreal.
Shadowy movements of ethereal
music play nebulous games
with light's lacy fingers, weaving
watery lines on sleepy lake.
Tonight diaphanous curl of filmy
grey smoke whispers its
liquid journey along growing dim
with fervent limpidity.
Time holds its breath to stack
essence of tiffany dew
on blackening trout's shiny back
in twilight's translucence.
Mist covers sky but above hangs
the gauzy sickle-shaped
glow of shade-blinkered lantern
trying to flicker again.
Clouds part and dome entrances
as the beautiful ghost
of a fading rainbow dances its last
and night closes the show.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: November 6th, 2019 02:07
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Comments6
Another beautiful write Fay, thank you.
Thank you for your continued support of my humble efforts at poetry dear Andy.
Yes, a fine write Fay.
Grateful that you called in to read and review my words on Unreal dear Orchi.
Well captured Fay
My sincere thanks for your visit and comment Andrew - so pleased you enjoyed my words on Unreal.
You have such a way with words Fay... Always....
Merci and truly my dear Neville - am glad you enjoyed the Unreal and here's smilin' at ya for the read and comment............................. Fay
Excellent words Fay, A pleasure to read.
Ex animo, Alan
Thank you kindly dear Alan - - so pleased you like the way I write on fancy and the Unreal......... with sincerely gratitude............ Fay
GOOD EVENING FAY - ANGELA HERE ! Im enjoying being back @ WORK and enjoying my New Role - being responsible for the *hands-on* Training of six Trainee Physiotherapists. I earned my Training Quaification in New Zealand ! My POEM tomorrow is about MYSTERIOUSNESS - A one-word Acrostic Sonnet !
Love your POEM & PICTURE ! Twilight is always a Myterious time of DAY - Shadowy - Lacy Light - Smoky limpidity - Translucency - Mist - Flickering light - Clouds & Rainbows ! You have painted a *Perfect Tone Poem* - AMEN - Thanks for sharing !
Blessings & Peace & Joy
Love ANGELA & BRIAN
🧡💙🧡💙🧡
The dusk paints coloured magic most evenings when summer allows its play to begin early and mutation 'til late - so pleased you took the message from lines which can only dimly describe its mystery dear Angela - sending best wishes at the start of you new position of Trainer of those whose hands want to heal.............. big hugs............... from Fay xxxx
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