The Sun Sets Over Taos
How to write about the sunsets
In the Southwest
It is an almost impossible task
Since the skies are the biggest
The light is the brightest
The clouds either
Cover the sky with abstractions 360 degrees
Or they are not there at all
Often the sunrises rival
The sunsets
Like an artist
Has spread paint across the sky
As the sun rises in the East
Over Taos Pueblo
The color begins to soften
Into pinks and blues
Later at the end of the day
It is as if the artist
Has spilled his paint
From his pallet
Flaming red, orange, and yellows
Glorious color
Even greens and purples
Woven gold in between
September 12, 2018
16 comments:
Wow! An overwhelming beauty!
This poem is a wondrous painting. So love this.
"Later at the end of the day
It is as if the artist
Has spilled his paint
From his pallet"
Luv this image best
Happy Wednesday Annell
much love...
It must be glorious to witness, with so much sky. Here, I can only catch the faintest glimnpse of colour through the wall of trees. I would have to drive to see the sunset and usually am too tired. But I must get to some this fall!
Beautiful. You have painted for us a glorious sunset.
Thanks Susan, wish you were here!
Love the image of a painter working out the colors :)
Thanks Sumana, yes, nature is so wonderful!!
Thanks Gillena!
Thanks you Sherry!
Thanks for your comment Toni.
Thanks C. Sandlin for your comment.
I agree, Annell. The most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen have been in the West, especially in the Santa Fe/Taos area. You really do live in the Land of Enchantment.
Yes, it is. And I am always enchanted. Thanks for your comments Sarah.
This does explain why so many different color combinations have been identified with Taos or as "southwestern"...depending on where/when you look!
Maybe, thanks for your comment, Priscilla.
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