AlchemyA Poem by Ann Elise Monte
Sunset over the Yarra river.
I step into the waning light,
The Mikado ringing in my ears.
A cool stone balustrade
Polishing my fingertips.
The river glimmers in the twilight,
Set ablaze by dying sunbeams.
Gilded ripples rolling gently
Across the tranquil surface.
Those gilt-framed few minutes,
Between the daytime and the night,
When for once the dead brown Yarra
Transmutes as if by stone.
© 2011 Ann Elise Monte
Ann Elise Monte
Fantasyland, beside a mass grave of dead story ideas, Australia
AboutI'm an nineteen-year-old Australian university student. I write Young Adult fiction and my longer works tend to contain strong fantasy and romantic elements. My shorter works have more variety because.. more..