Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Silver Tails

chose the illustration


When your hair has turned to silver
And the summer breezes blow
Off you float on the summer air!
What a way to go! 
Glinting in the sunbeams,
Fading out of sight,
Twinkling, even as you fade
Into never-ending night.




We went on a joy-flight one fine day,
My birthday as I recall.
We said we'd fly over Nelson Bay
So we could see it all.
We swooped up into a dazzling blue,
Happy to be on high,
Heading for the Peninsula
To view it from the sky.
A place of scenic beauty,
With hills and woods and bays,
And other charming landmarks,
We were hoping would amaze.
Then we heard the pilot's voice
'When I'm looking up ahead
I see storm clouds over Nelson Bay;
We'll just go home instead.'
So here see the clouds a-rolling in,
Spoil-sports everyone,
Waiting for my birthday
So they could spoil the fun.


J Bar said...

Great scene.
Sydney - City and Suburbs

Evelyn said...

"What a way to go!
Glinting in the sunbeams"
lovely lines...
sunny magic

Amanda said...

What a great idea for a birthday, even though it got cut short.

jabblog said...

'Silver tails' is a lovely phrase. What a shame about the Joy Flight - another day, perhaps. Fabulous cloud photo, though.

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

Wow! Delightful, Brenda!

Thank you for joining in MMPP!

Kathe W. said...

love both poems, but especially the first!

Lyn said...

I love the never ending night..I'm floating with this!!