The Setting of the Sun

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
a poem in first person of the sight of the sun setting.

Submitted: May 12, 2017

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The Setting of the Sun

 

Through the deep tangle of vines

I catch a glimpse of the last visible rays of light

They string through my fingers like a delicate golden thread

So prodigious, yet inevitably doomed

 

The clouds have disappeared

Leaving a trail of pink and blue that shoot across the sky

The breeze stops suddenly

An eerie silence washes over me

 

Why do you leave my questions unanswered?

The sight of you is vanishing

For where you hide from the darkness of nightfall,

Can you see me? Can you not?

 

Life is still

Stars pop up like little salt falkes in the sky

As I stare at the horizon, nightfall behind me

I perceive the setting of the sun



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