
Dutch Goes The Photo, Tuesday Photo Challenge, Week 183 – Sunset
Dutch Goes The Photo, Tuesday Photo Challenge, Week 183 – Sunset
Prompt: Daily Post, Weekly Photo Challenge – Silence
Twilight.
Starkly barren.
Glowing. Sinking. Setting
sun entraps Cimmerian shade.
Nightfall.
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, No. 61 – stark and trap
Daily Post, Weekly Photo Challenge – Experimental
The sun peeking over sand dunes as it sets.
Prompt: Daily Post, Weekly Photo Challenge – Peek
Image credit By Sarah ©; Sunset at Mt McKay
Some of the best views of the high country, are near Falls Creek, Victoria.
I was currently trudging up Mt McKay and racing the clock to see a sunset. At 1,849 metres above the sea level, it is the highest spot in Australia accessible by road; and I was feeling every one of those metres as I huffed and puffed my way up. The gravel of the path crunched under my hiking boots as I walked along. That, combined with the bird song and wind gently rustling the leaves, provided a soundtrack; a rhythm; that kept me moving. I had to hurry, if I wanted to see it; time was running out.
I rounded the final corner, and saw I was just in time. The sight of the bluish-tinged, bush covered mountains of the Australian Alpine National Park greeted me. It was a 360o panorama of absolute wilderness that made my skin tingle. The cerise rays of the setting sun dipped lower and lower in the sky before slipping away completely. I was all alone, witnessing nature’s spectacular show. It was magical.
I pulled open my back pack, had a drink of water and crunched on an apple. I popped in my earbuds and turned my iPod onto random. I smiled to myself, appreciating the serendipitous moment, as the first few notes of David Usher’s Too Close To The Sun, began to play…
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Writing Prompt #217 – Stories By 5
The five: Topic – A walk in the forest, Name – Usher, Fruit – apple, Colour – cerise, Sensation – tingle
Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Weeky Photo Challenge, #167
dusk falls and chases
the shadowy silhouettes
in the afterglow.
By Sarah ©2017