RED SAILS AND SUNSETS

Broad brush strokes of Alizarin Crimson and amaranth, American Beauty Rose is a miss that lusters like a ruby in the noonday sun. Auburn tinted leaves leave little to imagine, but the grin that spreads from ear to ear is clear. Brick and mortar are not built for speed, indeed they are solid; a structured foundation upon which lives are constructed. We’ve tucked our collars up and the skies remain changeable. Unstable weather not withstanding, Fall is handing us a sneak peek at the peak of the season. There is no reason to stay sequestered, it has festered for as long as you’ve been marooned. Soon the Cardinal will perch on barren branches and the chances are slim that Winter will delay.

All fruited hints of a tint so rusty; ruddy and bloody replacing candy apple and cherry, (although grapes make great claret; burgundy) and we see the sun diminish at the finish of day. Unfurled, our canvas sways and stays billowed like a skyward pillow capturing the breath of Him. Scarlet spinnaker shadowed in silhouette, you have yet to pull anchor, thankful for this moment.

A descending sun
back-lighting the horizon,
transitions to fall.

© Walter J Wojtanik

dVerse Poets Pub – Haibun Monday: Komorebi

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30 thoughts on “RED SAILS AND SUNSETS

  1. This is a gorgeous write! The changing colors are so vividly painted with your words…as if you’ve dipped your pen into a pallette. I especially like these words “Soon the Cardinal will perch on barren branches and the chances are slim that Winter will delay.” One of my favorite things to see in the winter is that red cardinal on a branch…sometimes in the midst of snowed icing! 🙂 Well done!

  2. Walter, this had so many senses going here, while reading that I was dizzy in the end~ A lovely feeling, too.

    The first sentence got my attention hard: Roses…..I have a rose garden of about 40 roses, and the showoffs are Mister Lincoln and OLWeeks….two amazing and constant bloomers for grandifloras. Then I fell into the rest of your verse and felt covered in crimson. LOL!

    The haiku gives a wonderful answer as to what is going on up top!

      1. I think that there is a real problem for most of us about bombarding the senses. Sometimes…keeping is simple is the best way to do these things. And I understand about the haiku…I did the very same. LOL!

  3. Oh my. I love this picture you’ve painted with all the colors of fall! already we are getting the gold of scuppernongs and the deep purple of muscadines and the black of concord grapes. I love the line about the cardinal…that is one of my favorite things all year round. Down south here we have cardinals in abundance. Right now I have about 2 dozen male and female on my birdfeeders. This is just a lovely haibun and the haiku is spectacular.

  4. I love your rich pallette of autumn colours and ‘Unfurled, our canvas sways and stays billowed like a skyward pillow capturing the breath of Him. Scarlet spinnaker shadowed in silhouette, you have yet to pull anchor, thankful for this moment’ is pure magic!

    1. It all comes back to the water for me. I love sitting lakeside watching the sailboats slowly traverse the horizon. We saw the destructive power of water that hit Texas, but the peace inherent at my shoreline perch provides a good counterpoint. Thanks for this.

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