Sanguinolent streaks
of rage tear the
placid surface
of a luscious, cobalt
sky at twilight; the
dying day dares
a rebellion, clawing
its way back to zenith
Sanguinolent streaks
of rage tear the
placid surface
of a luscious, cobalt
sky at twilight; the
dying day dares
a rebellion, clawing
its way back to zenith
I think that moment right before the sunset completely slips away is my absolute favorite part. It makes for lovely pictures too.
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Excellent!
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Thank you
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You are most welcome.
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