It’s that bit, where the sky meets the sea
the place where sun and moon go up and down
to tell the difference tween day and night
an elusive fellow by nature
as he looks so far away when you look at him
by the time you think you’ve got to where he is
he’s either ten miles in front – or stood behind you
Stood for a moment in time
Totally still – you might call it “Frozen”
As the water flows around them
The the mighty rocks stand still
In the light of the morning sun
Could the passing aviators bring them to life ? Hardly!
Another tale poached from my repository at Allpoetry.com by me – Hope you Like it
The sun set on the sand , that summers night,
heading to brighten another place bright.
It slowly went behind the sea
and shimmered on waters, in front of me
The sky changed colour from blue to red,
and slowly the sun dipped its head.
And as the sun dipped behind the bay
stars of afar began to display.
It took a while to make a mark
the moon appearing in an arc.
A carpet of stars appeared from up high
twinkling as I passed them by
and water in the bay, reflected the light
of the new moon that lit up the night.
From the Archive at Allpoetry.com, thought i’d share this one – a poem on the rain!
The field needs a watering
so nature gives a hand
layering the clouds so
they’re above the land
As sun heads off
to the other side of the world
the pockets of clouds are
about to be unfurled
dropping the contents
onto fields that are green
growing the veggies
the peas, potatoes and beans
And as water falls
it refreshes the soil
so the farmer has no problems
and his plough does not toil
But the best thing of the night
apart from the moon
is the red sky of evening
good weathers coming soon
A response to the reflecting prompt, taken at Salford Quays recently
Sunset Reflecting on Ontario Basin, Salford Quays, Lancashire UK
Taken by me using my Sony DSC-H300 camera – using sunset mode and continuous frame.
Had a while to wait for the sun to duck below the clouds, but i’m happy with the end result and the colours in the water and sky.
Anyone wondering about the buoys in the water – this is where the watersports centre do their windsurfing, canoeing and line surfing.
Out in the Grecian sun
whilst sausages are cooking in the chefs pan
turning brown from pink
the restaurants recipients
are lying on sun loungers
or sat on coral sand beach
worshipping Ra above
in a vain attempt
to mimic their luncheon.