streaked across the mountainous horizon
such a perfect painting as any i imagine
unreal, yet real enough to marvel at
in solitude, such solitude and quiet.

peaked sunset, blue once, fading amber
slowly, slowly, lulling me to slumber
time-thin cloud kaleidescopes
flirting with the spectrum at a lope.

© Chris Frazer, 1979

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