let this be be the color of the sky –
shades of rain and chicory
and cloud shadow slants
on broken-stalked plain
weathered white porch eaves
where the speckle-winged moths
flit on evening’s brim
with the last long curls
of the iris slowly fading
from its porcelain vase
© Sarah Whiteley
Quite like this one.
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I’m quite happy that you do.
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I so love the idea of ‘evening’s brim’. Great image.
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Just sat open mouthed at the first line – stunning! K
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Thank you! I will allow that comment to go to me head for just a moment and then I’ll go back to being my humble self. 🙂
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the color of the sky here this morning, after the storm, was lavender… and then bright blue. the color of the sky yesterday morning was orange. weird.
love those last two lines, very descriptive.
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I would imagine you have had some very colorful skies of late. Glad you enjoyed!
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Perfectly captures a moment I would’ve missed had I not stopped by today for some peace. Thank you.
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So glad I can offer some peace…. 🙂
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