The Sunset Splashes

The sunset splashes
Misty gold light snaps
On the humpy trees,
Nightfall advances.

The frothy forest
Shuts its bird mouth,
Lanky sights swim
Slowly in the south.

The weltering wind
Gyrates dark sorrows,
Sultry stars trickle down
The earth’s frosty sigh,
Whistling moon dances
In the foamy sky.

poem by Paul Hartal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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