Brenda Warren hosts the Sunday Whirl Wordle Challenge. You can join in here
sunset, finish, limit, string, spill, heartbeat, trails, fairy, lacy, tick, stone, gate
Let the trails spill from the sky,
No limit at sunset,
The finish of the day spectacular
Stilling the heartbeat in wonder,
The tick of time silent for just a moment:
The lacy string of cloud
Rests on stone roofs,
Opening the gate for fiery fairies
To dance as the sun rests.
Photo: my own from November 2021.
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
Your poem would be perfect for my person to be reading while watching the sunset (In my Sunday Whirl)!
Looking forward to reading it Christine!
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I LOVE the last two lines ❤️
I’ll keep my gate open. Lovely
The poem fits the picture perfectly!!
Thanks Val. It really looked like the sky was on fire that night.