I gaze through the window
From my bed,
And see the night sky
Burning red.
My jaw drops
in awe
at the sight
unseen before—
Night is wearing a crimson cloak
With lining of silken citrine
It has pinholes where the light shines in…
Lesley Scoble, October 2024
I wrote the Crimson Cloak in response to the d’Verse Poets quadrille #210 prompt Let there be light. Hosted by De Jackson, aka whimsygizmo, who challenges us to write a quadrille (a poem of just 44 words), including some form of the word light.
CREDITS
Thank you, De, and d’Verse Poets for the enlightening inspiration!
Lesley lives in the City of London Square Mile. An artist, actor and sculptor (her first ceramic sculpture won the V&A inspired by… Award). Scenic artist & book illustrator, playwright (her musical play, Rapscallion performed in inner city schools and theatre school); TV dancer; mime artist; Animator and illustrator for TV production. Set up Pinecone Studios Ltd and IIMSI Ltd drama and filmmaking workshops in London – producing award-winning films made by children.
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