Last Light

White topped waves in the fading light
Like magic carpets taking flight
Draw ceaseless lines across the sea
Incessant soothing harmony. 

The sky is flecked with dark grey clouds
Overbearing ominous shrouds
Now all that's left are specks of white
As the day succumbs to the last light.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Allison Avatar
November 21, 2014 at 5:34 PM
beautiful imagery - really enjoyed this write:-) hugs jan xx
Stoner Jr Avatar
November 21, 2014 at 5:09 PM
Really liked this poem, good flow and good imagery. Just a thought listen to it with "the" removed from the end of the last line. Thanks for the wonderful poem :o)
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