Last Night's Sunset

The circle of fire draws me in​

enthralling me within its every whim.​

It tells me what I need to know​

now beginning to go below visibility.​

Still showing life upon the clouds​

multi-colored textures that speak slowly and loud-​

though hard to understand I catch the message​

that is held within its very posession.​

 

Good job. Just a suggestion?

If you're going to write poetry with rhyme and meter, then try to make it a little more consistent. You've got good imagery ("the circle of fire"), I like your words, just the rhyme and meter that need working on.