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Psychedelic Sky

A Sonnet
 
The red sun sank behind the western hills
 
Painting the sky in psychedelic hues
 
Crimson, tangerine, even midnight blues,
 
As nightfall cloaks the earth with icy chills!
 
Flocks of starlings in swarming escadrilles
 
Like acrobats o’er tow’ring pines and spruce
 
Offering the world spectacular views
 
The sky– canvas for their breathtaking skills!
 
I sat on a hill jutting out to sea
 
Watching and list’ning as the ocean waves
 
Crashed on giant rocks, foam quickly they be
 
Wave after wave into their wat’ry graves
 
Silent I stood, admiring the beauty
 
For us all, whether we be saints or knaves!
 
© Vic Evora   05-13-2018

2018

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