Colour of Dusk

This is part of a daily writing project in conjunction with photographer Sarah Tesar. For every day of May 2017 I will be writing a short piece inspired by Sarah’s daily photos as posted on her Instagram feed.

Photo © 2017 Sarah Tesar

The flower hovers, floating. Buoyed by its own glow. The very rich colour of its being entrances the eye, coupled with just the right angle to imply earthly disconnect.

A near-ominous, fractured orb of blue arrows. Speckled with the dark dots of the flower’s unfocused anther tips. A deceptive amount of texture, instilling complex beauty.

A being as blue as its surroundings. Matching the faded dusk. All around, barely lit by a vanished sun, bathed in tones of near-shadow. Serene, and decidedly calm.

As quiet as a cold azure bloom.

© 2017 Andrew Hall Writes