Sail on Dusk Colour River, Late Spring

Dusk colour gorge sheathed in
emerald blankets, rising into sheer

cliffs of auburn cinnabar, all
underpinned by the fathomless

flow of azure clarity. Snowy Egrets
nest in pine top heights clear of dust.

On white sand shores gibbons howl
towards squawking beach gulls, squabble

over landlocked trout – debate without end.
Peach blossom petals swirl on spring breeze

over carpets of jade inter cut by king
fisher blue zipping over duckweed. Oriole

song weaves in and out of mulberry branches.
In these vast and vague waters –

coves, creeks and streams all one,
a river dragon lives an undetermined

existence. Mud stirs below, merely a
catfish airing grievances.

Red tail flares in dirt,
my mulberry oar rows me back home.


A redraft of a earlier poem:

Picture found here:


About skyraftwanderer

A person who enjoys writing short story things, poetry and other random things that come into my head.
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4 Responses to Sail on Dusk Colour River, Late Spring

  1. Lindy Lee says:

    So many colors created from a sepia scene, skyraft– where “…a river dragon lives an undetermined existence”. Fine writing…

  2. D... says:

    Long live the dragon!!! Well do you have your bags packed yet for our trip :D?

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