I still see a  shadow of the sun

I  see a little globe, the winter sun
Setting into softness  like pink down
As if a gentle wind makes sunset come

The watercolour  mauve has overrun
Wishing to make light  of winter’s frown
I can see how  winter  hurts the sun

Overhead  it’s soft grey tinged with plum
This is no  fit garment for a clown
But  gentle winter winds made sunset come

A  planetary  blueness makes  this dome
As if a verb is subtly changed to noun
I can see how  night clouds flirt with sun

All the pink is falling,falling ,gone
The sun is left a monarch with no crown
As if a low dark wind made nightfall come

My heart is watered as the colours run
Combining, dying, falling, night has won
I still see a  shadow of the sun
Now   the work  of  wind  is  over, done

7 thoughts on “I still see a  shadow of the sun

  1. ’I can see how winter hurts the sun’..such a beautiful line. There is a word in English called ’apricity’ which means the warmth of the sun in winter. Your poem reminded me of this word!

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