ODE TO THE SUNSET
By Crispulo Tappa
Behind the fluffy clouds,
a twirling blazing sun sets
And before the night falls,
an invisible great painter
dabs colors in the sky
A kaleidoscope of colors
set on a billowy palette,
a fleeting blank canvass
Deftly paints a sunset,
of golden yellow, orange,
a tinge of precious amber,
a mix of violet and red,
gloomy grays, hiding rays,
a movie of glowing embers,
forever etched in our minds
Its solar radiance mirrored
on the wild wide sea below,
awes lovers and passers-by,
by the beautiful bay in the city
of dreams and aspirations
Sea gobbles the setting sun,
and night deletes the sunset
The painter lays down his brush,
and hangs sparkling diamonds
in the infinite cosmos above
He bids everyone good night,
yet to return and paint again
Sunsets of different hues,
or just plain iridescent light
from an angry sun by the bay.
*My First Poem
Copyright ©️ Crispulo Tappa
2 September 2023
