And as the sunset falls upon <br />The Solent shines a sea of fire, <br />And glistens on the gentle waves <br />Just like the finest gold, <br />And so the amber deepens now <br />Within the smoking Fawley sky, <br />And shadows sink and grow until <br />Its beauty does unfold. <br /> <br />I feel the evening's fading warmth <br />As I now stand by water's edge, <br />Upon the shingle beach I hear <br />The gently lapping tide, <br />I watch until the sun turns red <br />Then slowly disappears from view, <br />Beyond the dark and distant shore <br />That reaches far and wide. <br /> <br />I watch the twilight fade away <br />And as the stars begin to shine, <br />The moonlight cast upon the sea <br />While chilly winds do blow, <br />Still the sound of breaking waves <br />Upon the cold and shingle shore, <br />I gaze across the Fawley sky <br />With chimney stacks aglow.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fawley-sky/
