Photograph taken by Theresa Jodray

Crimson sky bleeds before me
Almost to set my soul on fire
With threats of red running
Down the day's end-horizon

Stark in appearance I feel
There is more within
You’re glowing crimson color
As blood grows cold inside me

Screaming out in silence
You bring and end to my day
With a beauty that is ever
So haunting in appearance

Oh of the twilight that I talk
Of the vivid purplish red
That is bleeding slowly across the sky
Bringing forth a symphony of thoughts

Critical comment or judgement
This is not of such criticism
But to honor this sky as I do
As it creates a union with the earth

To crown the earth with this
Royal headdress of red
The finches dance about
Disturbing my view of your splendor

Crimson sky bleeds before me
Almost to set my soul on fire
With threats of red running
Down the day's end-horizon