Eveningesque

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Sat, 12 Sep 2015
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8 comments
 
A once in a blue-moon kind of dusk...
time doing its absolute damndest 
to outrun night’s slow glide
across the moor
 
was then I spotted them; a pair 
of Whooper Swans, wowing clouds – 
breasts of beaten bronze, calling each
to each – like journeying sunsets, 
heading due south;
 
beneath their wings – the snaking, 
silver spine of the river – a raspberry,
paisley sky, and a crèche of stars, 
and did you know, when they mate
they mate for life?
 
Singing scarlet into the lemon trees,
slicing the silence, like a knife.
Certificate PG
Poem
Silver Spun Sand Poems
Nature
Inspiration Point (work that responds to our weekly writing cue)

Comments

Submitted by Bee on

What a beautiful poem of nature and all that is evocative of what we want from love. The last stanza followed  by the final two lines has it for me. It's lovely - gives me that strange feeling I get when I see swans, or geese flying over - like all my memories.

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

And how beautiful your wordssmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Enjoyable scene as Bee says, and a clever use of the IP without making the colours too dominant. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Good afternoon, Rhiannon.  Thanks for noticing...or rather, not noticing...if you see what I mean?smiley

Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

A perfect I P Tina,

you describe all of nature beautifully. Those swans mating for life set the scene too.

I loved the raspberry, paisley sky and the creche of stars. A perfect combination.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thank you, so very much, Jenny.  And I hope you have a perfect Sunday

Tina

 

Submitted by Denzella on

Yes, Tina,

Another lovely nature poem.  I thought all the imagery your words created worked so well and the swans mating for life strikes me as wistful.  I think?

Moya 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Wistful indeed, dear Moya...intuitive, as ever.

Tina