The hush of evening approaches on vaporous tracks of color: yellows, reds, purples. See them lead you over the rainbow, to the home of the sun, to
the right of the moon - just over the horizon. The stars climb dusk and set themselves on high, reminding the day it had its time to shine, now go to bed.
I love the way this poem leads the reader on the same path as the moon, the sun and the stars. You do an excellent job of drawing the reader in and taking them on a journey right along with you.
Karla, your poetry is always so beautiful, and this is no exception!
"The stars climb dusk and set
themselves on high, reminding the day
it had its time to shine," Just beautiful!
Married ten years, and more in love than ever, Robert and Marcie have everything to live for. But a terrible secret is breaking Robert's heart: he knows that Marcie is about to die...
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
Cryssa
Walt
well done Karla...
John
enjoying this side of you.....lol
Peace be with you
Peace & love be with you
love, Carole~
Georg
Fee
"The stars climb dusk and set
themselves on high, reminding the day
it had its time to shine," Just beautiful!
Great image!
Love,
ET
luv ya!
Sheri
God bless you. Kathy
Love and blessings!
Susan
Good night~
Love,
annie
Newfie Hugs are coming your way, Rose
This is gorgeous. Ending the day on a smile. Very well penned and imaged; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :D
Now, bo to ged! :) LOL
God Bless
Michelle~