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A Golden Sphere
(25th March 1943 / )

A Golden Sphere

Poem By Ernestine Northover

A golden sphere is lifting up so slowly in the east,
The eye is looking towards it, and seeing such a feast,
Blazing with bands of colour, and giving a wondrous heat,
A view that to each observer, is something so complete.

The sphere goes on its journey, and starts slowly rising,
In different coloured guises, it begins such advertising,
Above the trees and fields, of this silent waiting land,
With a spectacle so splendid, so magnificent and grand.

A whole range of hues are seen, within this fiery glow,
Changing as the hours pass by, it then starts sinking low,
And if seen in splendid glory, is a wonderful imposing sight,
Out to the west, where it disappears into our moonlit night.

© Ernestine Northover

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A whole range of hues are seen, within this fiery glow, Changing as the hours pass by, it then starts sinking low, And if seen in splendid glory, is a wonderful imposing sight, Out to the west, where it disappears into our moonlit night what a lovey stanza of your rich poem is this one.. the poem is really written with a professional way and the idea is thoughtful.. deep and meaningful enough..well done dear poetess friend.. like your poetry..
A very inspiring and bright poem with perfect rhythm and rhyme, a real joy to read, recite and imagine..Thanks for sharing, Ernestine. A.
What a fantastic thought.Witnessing a full 24 hours watching the firmament and its changes.Weather permitting of course and shared with good company.Great poem Ernestine. Sid xx.
A beautiful choise of words perfectly arranged.... An outstandingly described enjoyable poem.
A wonderful poem, rich in colour. Andrew x


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