Night-Stained.
They say
Roan red twilight,
night-stained and greying
like dough-bread rye
drenched in mayonnaise
will create
Blackberry sky,
dark-ruffled and fluffed
like meringue pie
cut while wearing gloves
and when
Wind beaten cloud,
becomes pearl-hue slaked
like milk turned sour
means storm on the way.
They say.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments5
amazing words Fay
amazing picture
Thank you
So pleased you enjoyed the read Andrew.
I am now wanting to go to the kitchen and cook something. Hi Fay - WriteBeLight now PoetVids.
Ha - - yes I made it a bit yummy that night sky I watched. Glad you were inspired to pop into your kitchen and cook up a dish my friend.
Yes - I am inspired! 🙂
Wonderful words Fay, can I come to tea without the soured milk.
Andy
Tea with you dear Andy would be a real treat and you are very welcome to a cuppa any time my friend - without the soured milk of course.
Your imagery is priceless! A sumptuous, mouthwatering meal, however I'll pass on the soured milk. I think I know what we'll be having for supper, great menu.
Ha ha - thanks so much Bella for dropping by for a read of my take on the night-sky I saw coming in a while back - - - it looked like a recipe as it changed cloud formation. So pleased it inspired your ideas for supper dear Bella.
one simply has to look up to at the write moment to appreciate the truth you have pinned down here .......... x
Hi Nev. - Glad you were able to taste the culinary changes the clouds and sky make when storm darkens twilight - and of course am thanking thee for your comment...................x
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