Looking up I saw today
A sky of opal jewels
Extraordinary colors
Pastels of shining beauty
Fluid whisps of silver streaks
Clouds of whitest pearls
Baby blues that jumped the sun
Like Monet's sky of swirls
Just when the evening shade came down
The sky deepened to navy
Then tiny illuminescent stars
Appeared in midnight gravy
The night had come and with its wake
A miracle did pass
Til day was done and once again
The master's final grasp
Each stroke was a deep caress
Turning light to grays
Creating contrast with His art
And a night for all our days.
Too many of us overlook the simple beauties of life, yet through your writing you magnify them. In doing so you make them all the more beautiful. You have a rare gift to illustrate the loveliness all
around us. Pierre.
Susan, the shades and colors of creative design are passionately painted on the canvas of your creative thought and brought out on the hues of this lustrous work ...
With its softly pulsing radiance of luminous lines, this poem could have been an impressionistic painting drawing the viewer in and out of its gentle dazzling wonders. Exquisite work.
Aberjhani
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on September 24, 2006
Indeed All my life I could and do stare at the sky for ages..
Wonderfully told..
Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)
Reviewed on September 24, 2006
I really loved this, especially the idea of seeing clouds as opals, really different, like that.
Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader)
Reviewed on September 24, 2006
((((((((Beautiful writen Susan )))))))))))
Glorious words soothes the soul..Thank YOU!!!
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around us. Pierre.
My ultimate compliment: wish I'd written this. Opal skies...divine!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
They truly are!
Aberjhani
Wonderfully told..
Glorious words soothes the soul..Thank YOU!!!
Xxx dove
Love Tinka
A glorious construct that sings the song of thankfulness and love.
Well done ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
You paint and color a supreme ode and testimony to the Grand Creator
Monet or Toulouse Le Trac would have been proud of this pastel adoration
In Fraternity
Peter
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Ron