Posts tagged cold and early
cold and early
A scruffy essay in black and white Showing the London City skyline in the morning fog It was a cold and early day and the stacks were smoking heavily The stock-market was still asleep and the three-piece suit boys too But for the early living beings toiling away it made no difference Crossing the river […]
We crave for the golden hour and other sunsets Yet the purple moment is this magic time just before dawn The few Van Gogh minutes before the sun reaches the horizon And turns the hazy day skies into purples and pinks But attending to the magical circus entails sacrifices It is a coldest moment in […]