Beneath the window, shadows paint the hill
And rooftop solar panels feel the chill
Blue eyes are drawn down to the river's flow
The Derwent sweeps majestically below
Across the water, shadows stretch and climb
The twilights of the city start to shine
Above, the mountain cloaked in cloudy stripes
That race along above the ***** pipes
The setting sun now sets the clouds on fire
A fiery orange blazing funeral pyre
It lights the heavens with a mystic glow
As nature plays her perfect picture show
The colors shift and swiftly turn to red
As bloodstained cloudy fingers start to spread
Then in an instant, beauty is undone
As darkness falls above the setting sun
A poem for Joe Cole, who requested I write about the view from my window. We get some amazing sunsets in Hobart, we overlook the river Derwent, Hobart City and Mount Wellington. The reference to ***** pipes refers to the most prominent feature of the mountain, plenty of images available online for anyone interested enough to Google.
First published 10th October 2014, 10:10 AEST.
