Looking Out

The slate waters reflect
The ashen clouds that
Threaten colder days ahead,
That make joints ache.

A single goose, lost,
Apart from his flock,
Alone and forlorn, trudging
Along the shoreline, dejected.

The sun sets, silhouetting
Tree and building in
Triumphal blaze of red,
Tangerine and yellow sunfire.

An original poem – please seek permission before reproducing in any way.

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About Mark

I'm a forty-something Welsh-American. Other interests outside writing/blogging and very amateur photography include gardening, cooking, and sports, esp. rugby union.

Posted on April 7, 2011, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. lovely word flow..

  2. Well written..loved the way you have crafted your poem .Cheers!

  3. Lovely poem. Visual.

  4. superb poem.
    you rock.

    come in, share a poem with poets rally and become a participant, awards/encouragements to be given in the end.

  5. vivid imagery Dear one.. :)
    Hugs x

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