Sunset at Ennerdale

by TJ Arizona Eagle   Nov 29, 2010


Sunset at Ennerdale

Sky painted by the master seems to swallow
the white hot sun with an orange aura.
A brush dipped in lavender, blue and pink
is laced with echos of the night.

Framing darkened bare branches that
stand out against a picturesque sky.
Silence is deafening giving the illusion
of aloneness, of solitude.

Yet eyes watch and a multitude
of creatures survey your every move
with fascination and wonder.
Cautious, full of expectations.

Listen to the sounds of nature,
its voice whispering to the wind.
A snake slithers quietly by your feet,
unaware you inhale the scent of isolation

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  • 11 years ago

    by Rusheena

    You're very good at making vivid imagery, and you've painted a very beautiful scene.

  • 12 years ago

    by christopher

    I only had to read this once and i fell in love with it's imagery congrats you nailed in one. i have never been to arizona and the desert although your don't mention the word desert i get this image of a wildernes through the snake now i feel that i know more about this wonderful place that portrayed or painted brilliantly through your gift for words.

  • 12 years ago

    by My Other Side

    I love to read poems writen in this many. Using these word choices has always been too difficult for me but I do admire those who can, and you have done the metaphors very well here.

  • 12 years ago

    by Ole Carsten

    Hi TJ
    I don't know Ennerdale, but would love to go there.
    You are a master of details and colorful as well, great job

    Ole

  • 12 years ago

    by ChrisT

    Honestly this was very hard to read. The flow was choppy and your punctuations were misplaced. If youre not sure how to punctuate poetry I find it best to just not do it and let people choose themselves where to pause and and how long. the imagiry didnt really flow. To me it didn't have very good structure, it was kind of chaotic. Just didn't catch my attention at all. That is jus tmy opinion, however, I am no professor or a teacher. Just another student of poetry as you are.