Twilight Strokes

By Richard L. Provencher

Mon, 14 Oct 2019
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evening’s sky

as shadows lurk

upon low tide’s gleam.

 

A pastel of colour

those images are

and soon the scene

will collapse

into all of nothing.

 

Colours escape

lightness -- shadowy

then darkness

a black hole

of murmurs -- oh

silence.

 

 

Certificate U
Poem
FreeDom
Nature

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Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Richard,

I read this like you were painting on canvas and describing what you were seeing. So much of art work is down to colour. I enjoyed your impressions in a poem. 

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

Thank you Jenny. I wish you well thisThanksgiving week-end..

Richard L. Provencher

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Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Good. One can see the work with the brush strokes.

.Paints a pretty picture! See you Richard! Tom

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

Thank you so much, Tom. My wife paints with colours from a brush -- me, I like to use words and phrases.

Richard L. Provencher