Tangerine Horizon
Across horizon, a tangerine dawn,
stirs remnant midnight hues,
brushed by curls of golden yawn,
silent shadows – no longer pursue.
Dandelions sway with lively charm,
feathered colors fly over moor,
cuddling embrace of breezy arms,
bewitching – a new morn’s allure.
Tangerine is just the perfect color description for this dawn. Lovely poem! And the photo is amazing!
This is a wonderful poem.
it generates a very warm feeling
Tangerine ……….. B'fully crafted 🙂 .
Beautiful!! Makes me want to see the tangerine dawn through your eyes. I have been a bit wary of tangerine hues in the sky.. always puts me in some sort of distasteful deja vu.