Wispy Crescent Kaleidoscope Skies

A poem by Harlon Rivers

Wispy  Crescent  Kaleidoscope Skies

Dragon flies hover, drift and dart

in the sultry summer evening sky

Suspended, tired and spent, from their long days reality

Floating, exhausted by the season’s sweltering heat

As color transforms sundown into twilight,

a backdrop of wispy strands

of lavender and pink cirrus clouds

grace the evening sky

Swirling currents blend miles high

painting distinct mares’ tail crescents

gliding towards the setting sun

Their curled tufts seem to drift

westward with the sun,

veiling the distant visible horizon

where the coastal mountains

form the breasts and lovely silhouette

of a sleeping lady

Above the orange and purple skyline

thin crescent arches visibly exchange colors,

like curling locks of kaleidoscope colored hair,

Gently floating peacefully

towards the mystic sunset

Each illusion’s image stirred ever so slowly

by the rare but gentle

eastern summer breeze

The vertical concave cirrus bows

adorn infinite tinted wispy curves

Emerging as if their mirage

were ready to be swilled like a fine wine

Stemware overflowing with blossoming fragrances

intensifying across the lip

with the multicolored glowing

Rose’ horizon evolving into

the Bordeaux of dusk

Burgundy starlit darkness

transcends wisps of dream light into twilight

while the sun slowly  sinks

blending into the union

of heaven and earth

© 2012 Harlon Rivers