Golden evenings

molten
orange
glides on landscapes
sun’s
last assignment
complete
it
retreats
night
breathes heavy and
golden evenings
deplete


Chosen form is Golda

A 12 line titled poem.
It is syllabic: 2/2/4/1/4/2/1/2/1/4/4/2
It is rhymed: xxxxxaxxxxxa
It may be centered or not.


Written for

Tanka Tuesday Poetry Prompt

Photo Challenge

29 thoughts on “Golden evenings

  1. Very nice. My grandmother’s name was Golda, so I’ll remember this. I love your first lines, “molten orange glides on landscapes.” It does glide, doesn’t it? Beautiful!

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