blaze

blaze

A Poem by Michael of Gilead
"

the time of the year

"

Slanted sunlight of muddled gold

Shines through my window

 

Brown, yellow and reddish marks of a

summer gone, wind smeared across the russet grass

 

Smell of dust mixed in the breeze

Charcoal with the scent of rain

 

Crimson sunsets, crystalline moonshine

Ground crinkles under my feet

 

Old Oaks rain acorns

As cold settles deep

© 2011 Michael of Gilead


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lovely imagery, i like the hint of pathetic fallacy

Posted 11 Years Ago


Michael of Gilead

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much Jo :)
Many thanks Alicia.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Beautiful use of imagery! Lovely composition you've penned here.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Thank you much, Mockingbird

Posted 12 Years Ago


really vivid imagery. i can see the colors and smell the charcoal. very evocative piece.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Thanks Chris, I am ready for the spring now ;)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Lifes pause is coming... you paint with fine intent, and leave us whispering that you were here. Well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Thank you very much Michael

Posted 12 Years Ago


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GREAT title and great work!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Thank you very much Rachi

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on October 20, 2011
Last Updated on November 4, 2011
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