As the last rays of sunlight start to die
fire burns in the sky as the clouds ignite.
And the birds start to roost, only bats fly
hunting down elusive moths in mid flight.
Luna hangs high in an ebony sky
spinning dreams into beams of golden light.
And twinkling stars, like allies of the night
confetti the cosmos, dazzling the eye.
Like gold filigree pined to the darkness
swirling galaxies adorn heaven above,
as shooting stars unzip the black of space.
Yet, Man stands unabashed in His starkness
only He sees the beauty of God's love
an emotion intrinsic to our race.
Emile Pinet was born in Bathurst, New Brunswick, Canada. Many of his poems reflect the uniqueness of nature, which he loves, and his poetic observations of life in general. Emile has been writing poems since he was about 35 years old (now 67). He decided to write down his ideas and express himself through his poetry.
Thank you, Emile, for sharing your poem written with a lot of imagery.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes,
Inge
Thanks Inge, you comments are most welcome my friend, Emile.
ReplyDeleteso beautiful
ReplyDeleteYou mastered the form and like the word choice!
ReplyDeleteAnd what beauty it is, God's Love! Thank you for sharing this amazing and inspiring poem, Emile. I enjoyed it. Continued blessings!
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Beautifully expressed Emile as is reflected by its title. I really like the words spinning dreams into beams of golden light, what a treasure of words!
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Very nice wording throughout-- "as shooting stars unzip the black of space"-- this is a good visual line.
ReplyDeleteEmile, thank you for sharing this lovely sonnet. Your choice of words adds to the emotion of love I felt as I read it.
ReplyDeleteSincerely, Charlene