A Poem by Undying Glory

The title says it all, really...


The wind howls softly, in the coming twilight, 
As it caresses the leaves of the coconut palms
That dot the coastline and the beach, 
As I watch from afar. 

The skies turn ever red, 
Violently colouring the darkening skies, 
As the sun begins its descent
Towards the western horizon. 

Red, orange, gold, aspen, 
The colours fill the open skies, 
Like long streaks of paint
Added with the loving hand of a master. 

The skies start to turn lighter blue now, 
As the coming night sets in. 
More lights fill the skies now, 
The lamps that illuminate the park, 
As well as the lights
Coming from the nearby shipyards and docks.

The vibrant hues still fill the air, 
Now darkening at the sides, 
From red to a deep, dark blue,
A perfect background
For the couples that watch this sight
As they hold each other tenderly,

For the friends that watch this
As they set up their barbeque pits,

For the families that watch this and marvel, 
As they set up their tents for the night,

For the islands in the distance, 
As the fading light shrouds them in mystery and intrigue, 

And for the kelongs nearby, 
As the sea laps against their wooden stilts,
And the light illuminates the far side 
Of their rooftops. 

It's getting late now. 
I should get home.
And as I walk back, 
The colours seem to recede with me,
Eventually dwindling to a deep violet, 
A perfect frame for the entire magnificent spectacle
Yet so overlooked by everyone else. 

© 2010 Undying Glory

Author's Note

Undying Glory
A kelong (pronounced kay-long) is a wooden house on stilts located in the middle of rivers or a short distance away from the coast, found throughout Southeast Asia. A kelong is normally not found on its own, as several are often clustered together.

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Such a descriptive and captivate poem. The imagery unfolds in a slow fashion before the readers' eyes. So beautiful. One thing - I felt you shouldn't have used

"It's getting late now.
I should get home."

It'd been better if you'd ended it in a dreamy haze.

Posted 12 Years Ago

3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


Really good poem

Posted 11 Years Ago

fantastic piece:)

Posted 12 Years Ago

i like it and thanks for definig the word kelong

Posted 12 Years Ago

I thoroughly enjoyed this, my whole body relaxed as I entered the world you painted for us all.

Posted 12 Years Ago

You paint a beautiful landscape, any artist would be proud of, with colour and lapping waters, reflections of neon lights mirrored in ocean waves, well done

Posted 12 Years Ago

This is an amazing poem! great work

Posted 12 Years Ago

sunsets are mostly always beautiful, but you added so much to the effect with your wonderful writing! this poem will be in my mind the next time i see a sunset. excellent job!

Posted 12 Years Ago

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very nice!! profound imagery, strong pull - caught me early on and kept me interested throughout - nice work!!

Posted 12 Years Ago

i really like this hope you keep writing ones like this i like sunsets to by the way i really hope you keep writing

Posted 12 Years Ago

I love the sunset too and when I think about it, I embrace it's beauty. Great job on capturing it!

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Last Updated on July 13, 2010
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Undying Glory
Undying Glory

Singapore, Singapore

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