Sunset

by Sylvia   Dec 15, 2010


Naked, bare, a mere tree stands waiting
as the sun sets, bringing a moonless night,
brimming with darkness of understanding
and the oceans cry.
Time passes as night blooms and
inside the meaning of ourselves spirits rejoice,
for tomorrow her lips will wake the sleeping city,
and young lovers will breathe the child of desire.
In the valley of disorder, shadows will sing,
apathy will permeate minds void of thoughts,
thoughts that should bring joy for another
day and another sunset.

Copyright © 2010 Sylvia All Rights Reserved

Written for PR Club Image Contest

http://esoteric-art.co.uk/scenes.html
Image Used Sunset at Ennerdale copyright Jade Ashcroft 2006

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  • 12 years ago

    by Joseph Boadi

    Wow its a great piece

  • 13 years ago

    by M Colella

    What beauty you brought to us in form of a poem. It brought back a lot of memories that I alone carry with me. Well done awesome write

  • 13 years ago

    by East Poetry

    I genuinely got chills when my eyes finished this poem. Nuff said :)

    Randy

  • 13 years ago

    by Jenna Bella Oldridge

    I think you did really well with creating an image inside the readers head. I loved the poem from the opening lines to to last lines.

    Thank you for posting up the link so that I could see the pictures

    5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by xoxShorteexox

    Amazing portrait of perfection, Sylvia.
    Sorry, I hadn't had time to read your poems in a while.
    This one was really amazing; I'm speechless besides the word amazing and perfect.
    5/5

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