Wintery Sky.
Stars like sparks now splutter to bed
as clouds catch fire.
Smut-red lips of late sultry sun kiss
mouldering night.
Morning's shimmer of shivering glow
wakes winter sky.
Year's motion sets a limit to seasons
re-filling their time.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Lovely read , Fay 🙂🌸
Thank you Rose.
Just what I needed as I wind my way slowly up the hill & into bed .. my skylight provides the perfect frame for such delights ................. x
Pleased to give you a goodnight read mon ami - - sleep deeply and dream of sweetest delights under your skylight of wintery sky................x
Wot's wrong with hot sweaty sub tropical summery dawn sky (apart from the hot sweaty bit)?
Vivid miniature picture you paint there, Fay - last line (two?) is something I shall try to hold in my head.....
Hi Dave - - nothing at all wrong with a sub tropical sky and am waiting for you to write and post a little gem about its beauty my friend. Thanking you bunches though for finding something in this post that you want to hold close and remember.
Lovely. Thank you.
Great to have your visit and read of Wintery Sky and for your comment Rozina
Beautiful.
Andy
Bless you and glad you liked the verse Andy.
Good write Fay.
Grateful thanks Orchi.
worded passion at witnessing
such a breathtakingly mesmeric scene,
I especially like your sparse wording, dear Fay
as-if stating, such beauty
need not be diluted by endless explanation
Nature's grace: is - just is!
all we need do
is witness poetic and appreciate sincere...
ooooo loved it Fay...... caught me just right!
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