November 19, 2013

Ancient silhouette
In greying light
Pink dragons
Suspended mid-flight
Spew fire
Then fade
Into the night

About the poem:
As I drove home from work tonight, the sunset over the Rocky Mountains was stunning. As usual, but not unremarkable. Tonight, the mountains looked like a third-grade art project, a jagged grey border at the bottom of the page. The sunset’s orange and pinks blazed for a few minutes, and then were gone. ┬áSomeday, I might get tired of this view. But, I hope not!

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