
The Sun was travelling towards the horizon
While the moon was preparing for work
The clouds were moving excitedly
as the sky was going berserk
see it wasn’t an alien visitor
or fire from an asteroid group
but the simplest of things – that made those with wings
go totally loop-de-loop
See up in the clouds of the sunset skies
remained a spot of brightest sky blue
the winds tried their best to cover it up
but then – what else could they do
The patch of sky – it was a little embarrassed
and it turned a shade of bright red
it hadn’t turned back its clock for autumn
and followed the rest back to bed
What a fun take. Thank you for joining in. I enjoyed your poem.
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Glad you enjoyed the read, Sadje.
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My pleasure
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Delightfully whimsical.
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Thanks for taking a look Peter. I just looked at that Blue Spot in the Sunset Sky and took it from there. Glad you liked it.
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