Equinox
wets paint for sunsets
stroking sky,
stretching age,
etching gold with eager hands,
gilt votives in shades.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
With thanks to Sue Vincent for her #WritePhoto Prompt this week.
Photo by Sue Vincent: For visually challenged writers, the image shows dark clouds and bare trees against a fiery sunset, with a murmration of starlings creating a cloud of their own.
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Wonderful imagery in this, Antonia.
Thanks Sue, it’s a great photo to draw inspiration from. ☺️
A very lucky shot, right time and place 🙂
Often the way, but you have to be open to looking and sharing the beauty. 😉
Some places leave you no choice 🙂
Lovely word-painting! 🙂
Thank you ☺️
what a great association to make! the colors fit the words. (K)
You captured the sunset beautifully.
Thank you ❤️