The Midas touch of the sun turns the world to gold

another day fading into darkness

Shadows cast by the battlements

reach out across the road to the east

silhouettes painted there on the plains of war

the fields of withered flowers

wind blown and rising to meet the sky

Above it all the banner still flies

still stands against the sun and casts its own shadow

alongside those melting into the advance of night

all that once was gold

now only blackness reaching out into the fields of flowers

I learned yesterday about a series of paintings by Dr. Seuss which he called The Midnight Paintings. If you have some spare time, I recommend checking them out. They’re incredibly beautiful, sometimes darker takes on themes and even characters found in the rest of his work. You can see them here: https://www.drseussart.com/secretandarchive

and here’s a great video that analyzes their creation and meaning:

Image by Dani Géza from Pixabay

7 responses to “Midas”

  1. I have said this before, and I will say it again: Your poems come across beautifully as a song. It feels as if you can hear them whilst just reading.
    Though they normally don’t rhyme,, it seems they do. Love the flow.

    Keep writing.


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