Hmm... So close to something I wrote ages ago:The bright orange sunFalls behind the mountain topDarkness swiftly comes.I was trying to do the 5-7-5 syllable thing...
I like it. Light and darkness together. Not one or the other, but both. A vision of a tiger comes to mind for some reason. Maybe it is the black and orange. Thanks
Lovely Gautami. Your poetry returns in full bloom.
Thats good, Darius.You are a good poet too. You CAN write poetry about sex on a tree!Kevin, talking of tiger, see my next post on short verses. SOmehow you made me write that one. Thanks. BTW, you are welcome to visit my blog as often as you can.Thanks don, those short verses sustained me during those plaster cast days!