City Sunset
At six
the sun sets
escorted by puffs of blushing clouds,
distributing its last golden wealth
to the immediate heaven
while the whole cosmos
turns green and blue with envy
The mountains stretching —
a huge black cat
motionless on a blue watery carpet
eyes red green and white
staring into the evening.
The moon,
a silent diamond ring
in the sky,
hangs precariously
while beneath it,
like a glittering jewel
cushioned by the blue carpet,
the humming city nestles cosily to rest.
About this poem
This poem, representing the Solomon Islands, is part of The Written World – our collaboration with BBC radio to broadcast a poem from every single nation competing in London 2012.
