Fleeting Impressions for new Friend Amit

tetrameter Sonnet

 

 

 

 Fleeting Impressions.

 

Soft silver moonbeams passing through.

A stained glass window in the night.

Are guaranteed to turn into

An abstract picture to delight.

Those who can appreciate.

A different form of artistry

Which never becomes out of date.

But remains contemporary.

The way the colours merge and blend

The interplay of light and shade

The constant changes will not end.

Until the sun announces a new day

When daylight breaks the moonlight goes

Back where it came from I suppose.

 

Tuesday, 29 November 2011

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Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

Splendid work...magical..xx

[Greg the Bard]

Moonlights moonbeams are always fun to read about. Your use of the Tempred time is wonderful and holds something more than a Vampires well. Great write.