Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Rik George writes

The eastward peaks are white with snow.
The setting sun will redden them
With a coral blush before the dark
Night cloaks them in a sable robe.
Stars glitter overhead, small points
Of light defying the looming dark
Until the dawn returns to spread
A patina of gold across
The eastern sky to greet the day.
 Larisa Aukon, Hermit by Larisa Aukon Oil ~ 36 x 24:
 Hermit -- Larisa Aukon

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