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Click hereFlamingo clouds lighting the evening sky,
Play red across the water to the east.
Still time before the dark descends; we sigh
And breathe hibiscus-scented air. The feast
Of color gives us momentary pause,
The stillness of the painted sunset lasts
Not nearly long enough. A lone gull draws
Our attention upward; then shadows cast
By strolling couples bring us back to earth,
To appreciate this fine time of day
For few scant minutes more. This peace is worth
The price the coming darkness asks us pay.
The endless neon nights are for the crowds
Who jam the street, oblivious to clouds.
On a sonnet roll, inspired here perhaps by your local scenery? Very vivid imagery let loose in this one.
I believe I would have quickly gotten into a sensory overload were I to be exposed to your daily feasts all strewn around... Even the small sample you sent us got me a little crazy... Where exactly you said you live to see clouds of Flamingo at your ocean driveway? <P>
You were able to bring to life the pictures; the colors and the mood, not an easy task. Somehow even the crowds there don't seem to fare too badly... I wouldn't mind more authentic sights...
I'd love to visit your evening and leave the crowds to neon too. Well done.