dots of rainbows
speckle the iridescent carp
eying the watermelon
skies
renaissance symphony
of gold and
light tab-
lets
cascade
into water-
color motets
awaiting insignificant
lolling mouths
in strophic sequence
from descant to sullen
sonic waves
wafting to
and fro
across the pining
ridge
*** For dVerse poetics, a rather psychedelic description of an Ozarks sunset – Groovy!
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Loved it…The picture with the beautiful words….:)
first, take a breath…its not so bad…except the last stanza…ha….
as i was writing the first 3 stanzas i left out the refrain lines so it was easy to see the words and reuse them in the 5-6 lines. for the last stanza i made a big word bank on a piece of paper to pull from…def not easy but…smiles…look forward to yours…
Ok – breathing – its just words – how hard can it be – YIKES
The title alone on my blogroll had my fingers clicking away……..what a spectacular sunset. And the language of your poem is just beautiful – very fresh imagery, I love the watermelon skies.
So lovely–the description of the watermelon sky–wish I’d thought of that. Very serene, really, Kathleen.
A sunset is quite a psychedelic experience. I love the touch of how the melting images dissolve into yourself.
That truly is a beautiful portrait in words..of that auburn sunset..you color above..
i do love sunsets..and cherish every one..
but ahh..it’s late..
there will be no sunrise
seen for me..when daylight comes!
smiles..and have a great day!2!:)!
nice fluid imagery…it all just kinda rolls together…i like the blend of senses too…watercolor motets….the descant and sullen line is a turn line for me in this…now what is possibly in those contrails…and what we have put into the air to create the colors of the sunrise…well, that could get a little scary…smiles.
I think it might be the sky that may be stoned, dropping the sun, kick starting the moon; any poem rife with motets is jake with me; who can ignore polyphonic pole-dancers?
& yes, yes, one must pay attention to those strident strophic sequences, for they can go bat shit wild without supervision; you rocked the prompt; again.
Such a lovely sunset ~ I specially like this part:
watermelon
skies
renaissance symphony
of gold and
light tab-
lets
cascade
into water-
this is a rather groovy write… cascading light tablets… watermelon skies… beautiful