Terry L. Allen Poet Imagism

Sunset Reverie

Vanilla ice cream clouds float 
in a blue and mauve sky.
Fingers of gold from the setting sun
dance on high.
Off in a distance clouds brightly edged
form a view of splendor.
A mirage of lakes, meadows and woods I see
as the sun paints the evening sky with fervor.
A large orange red ball slips into the sea
without so much as a hiss.
With cup of coffee in hand I stand transfixed
for not a moment do I wish to miss.
Birds wing their way to nearby trees
to find their nights perch.
In the grip of such beauty and grace
I feel a sense of warmth and peace
as if in God's holiest place.
In a distance music drifts and floats by 
on a breeze soft as a sigh.
Now all is at peace as the azure blanket of night
has fully pulled its way across the sky.



This poem is part of a series including A Night of Dreams, An Evening by The Lake, 
On Comes The Night, Days End, and Tiny White Canoe

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Joann Grisetti April 9, 2012 at 5:28 PM Nice poem - especiallty the ending four lines. Very good depiction of serenity. Terry L. Allen April 9, 2012 at 5:36 PM Oh thank the Lord. All of these people were viewing my poetry but no one was making any comments and I was begining to think maybe nobody liked what I am writing. Thank you so much for your kind review.