Purple Sight Poem by Thomas Plotz

Purple Sight



On your belly, head turned right;
Singing to the setting sun.

Thanking God for the wonder and
Delight of the coming night.

For sunset gleam, screams red, purple and orange hues;
In-order to sooth you.

Lay there now and soak up the heavenly light;
Filling you with spiritual sight.

T. Plotz
Purple Sight
15 APRIL 2017

For Laura Z.

Saturday, April 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sunset
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