no one goes down it
And here I meet him – Dusk
on the last flames
burning off cities in the distance
he offers his hand
“will you dance?”
“yes, but I must rise soon.”
for a few stolen moments
we dance as the day fades to away
last of day’s splendor
blue sky merges with sea
Kristjaan at Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem prompts us to write about Dusk. I used my poetic license to create a haibun for such an occasion.
12 thoughts on “Dusk’s Dance #poetry #haiku #sea #photography”
I love your story of ‘Dusk’s Dance.”
Exciting things happens Dusk time – so nice story 🙂
Love the thought of the moon yawning, because she has seen it all before, or she is just getting out of bed.
Very nicely done! liked the story and the haiku.
Ah, the moon has seen it all!
Love the yawning moon – the photo is spectacular!!!!!
Love the image of the photo and the image the verse leaves in reader’s mind.
I love the dance, and the haiku with moon yawning. Brilliantly written 🙂
the dance with the autumn mood is a sultry one – thanks Amrit
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Love this: eyes linger|on the last flames|burning off cities in the distance
I really like the dance…