ecstasy of sunset

syncwithdeep

mushroom-2949539_640the hills are alive
all day
they hold their breath
turning blue
to exhale
at dusk
an ecstasy of
moss and mist

#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 117 – Sunset & Theme

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Word of the week – gloaming – (noun) – twilight or dusk. Synonyms – blackness, candlelight, darkness, dusk, gloom, shadow

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  7 comments for “ecstasy of sunset

  1. 10/10/2018 at 5:26 pm

    Pretty umbrellas!

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  2. 10/10/2018 at 7:04 pm

    Lovely… ❤

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  3. 10/10/2018 at 10:39 pm

    This is wonderful!

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  4. 10/11/2018 at 1:02 am

    Very good!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. 10/11/2018 at 4:34 am

    Eugenia,

    Our mountains are blue but not because they hold their breath. I like that line in this poem. 🙂 I hadn’t thought of the hills being blue because they hold their breath. That’s really an interesting way to interpret why the mountains are blue. 🙂 Thanks for sharing. Is this a reblog of someone’s work or is it yours? I was a bit confused as to who the author is. Maybe it’s because it’s too early and I haven’t had my coffee yet. 🙂

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    • 10/11/2018 at 10:38 am

      It is a reblog – the author’s picture is above her image. I liked her lines, as well. This piece is thought-provoking and I love it.

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