Mountain Twilight , By : William Renton
Mountain Twilight
By : William Renton
The hills slipped over each on each
Till all their changing shadows died.
Now in the open skyward reach
The lights grow solemn side by side.
While of these hills the westermost
Rears high his majesty of coast
In shifting waste of dim-blue brine
And fading olive hyaline;
.
Till all the distance overflows,
The green in watchet and the blue
In purple. Now they fuse and close –
A darkling violet, fringed anew
With light that on the mountains soar,
A dusky flame on tranquil shores;
kindling the summits as they grow
In audience to the skies that call,
Ineffable in rest and all
The pathos of the afterglow.
Nigel Borrington 
A beautiful poem, Nigel, with stunning imagery. 😊
September 8, 2015 at 6:29 pm
Hello Ali 🙂 🙂
Thank you , very pleased that you enjoyed 🙂 🙂
September 11, 2015 at 1:22 pm
I am playing catch up with teading. Mom fell and broke her hip 3 weeks ago but a joyful event with new grandbaby 4 weeks ago really balances the emotions.
Nigel, I love your golden Twilight photos. Xo
September 13, 2015 at 7:57 pm
Hi 🙂
I hope you Mum makes a fast recovery , What a great boost for her recovery though , I hope she is enjoying her new family member 🙂 🙂 🙂
Thank you 🙂 🙂
September 13, 2015 at 8:13 pm
Thank you for your responses about my mother, she did enjoy looking several times at great grandson photos. Take care and enjoy a beautiful week ahead, Nigel.
October 4, 2015 at 7:20 pm
This is lovely in words and photographs, Nigel. You add layers of texture with your beautiful choices of words. I liked “A dusky flame on tranquil shores.”
October 4, 2015 at 7:18 pm