At the end of the day
in yellow and peach
night begins
in shimmery soft reflection
as the sun drifts low
with a sleepy nod.
khartless – “Custard Cream Evening” Poem Here
This week’s Petite Pen was inspired by an AllPoetry brevity contest~25 words or less to the following paint-night image.
The peach description is perfect. I can feel the total relaxation and the nod. Lovely brevity, Debi. Thanks so much for writing alongside me to this painting.
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My pleasure
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I suddenly feel sleepy!
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haha
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Gorgeous.
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Thanks
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Oh my, this poem is splendor’d!
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Thanks
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You’re welcome.
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Gorgeous !
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Thank you, Rall
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