Light of the Russian Doll

Dark is my space

No Sunlight, No twilight,

No moonlight, No starlight.

Hidden away, forgotten.

Silence falls around me

Only my memories

Talk in my head

Nestled in this void

No understanding of time

I once was beautiful

Painted elaborately

The smallest one

At the very heart

In the middle of the layers

Now movement

Gently at first then

Shaking, banging

Suddenly brightness

Searing, exciting

Releasing me from this space

Freedom and identity

My time to shine

As I am brought

Into the light

Unique Sunset

© Robert Tilbury 2015

© Robert Tilbury 2015

The evening’s crepuscular charm

With is whole setting sun

A brilliant pale yellow orb

Slowly lowering itself in the sky

Pouring out brilliant orange hues

Mixed with dark reds and browns

Filling the sky like molten lava

Painting the sky magnificently

Threads of light mingling with wispy clouds

Each layer, overlapping the brightness

Delicate and frail as they linger in the sky

Sitting patiently, waiting for the moment

For that one photo, that changes my world

Crisp air floats downwards, like a deflated balloon

The sky is captured, that moment in time

There will never be an identical sunset

Twilight has arrived