This evening’s sunset was a pleasure to behold.
Do you see the jet to the left of the tallest tree?
evidence of a journey
swept away on winds
Poem © 2008 R. Burnett Baker
10 Responses to “Contrails”
I didn't know thats what those were called 🙂 Fabulous photo!
Love the poem, and the lovely pic. I love the colors of the sky at sunset!
Beautiful shot with fantastic depth and color. Darryl and Ruth 🙂
Hi Linda, beautiful capture of the contrails. The colors are pretty and the poem lovely.
I like both the sky and the poem. I read about Stacey's twin girls – nice. She must begin thinking pink! (Or, maybe that's not done anymore – maybe in the name of equality, little girls need to wear blue?)
I love the color and the trails. Beautiful capture.
Linda: Neat capture of the streaked sky, thanks for stopping by.
Beautiful photo, Linda.