At Sunrise, At Sunset

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: The Imaginarium

Written for NaPoWriMo Day 22.

Cover image: Larisa Brita on Unsplash.

At Sunrise, At Sunset

Every morning and evening,

she slips outside,

and with bare feet,

treads her way

along the jetty.

She stops halfway

where the water laps,

and the planks seem

to sway as the water

passes beneath them.

With the sun just appearing

or taking its leave,

the sea reflecting

the pinks of the sky,

she turns and looks

as far as her eyes can see

hoping for a sign

that says he has made

the journey, but finding

nothing more than

endless ocean.

The wind lifts her hair,

swirls her dress,

before she gives up her search

and walks away

in her twice a day


Submitted: April 22, 2020

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Mike S.

Fine take on the pic, Hull!

Wed, April 22nd, 2020 4:53pm


Thanks, Mike.

Wed, April 22nd, 2020 11:11am


I like this poem. Well done!

Wed, April 22nd, 2020 5:14pm


I'm glad you enjoyed it, and thanks so much for reading.

Wed, April 22nd, 2020 11:13am

Sue Harris

This is so hauntingly sad, but beautifully written Love it!.

Wed, April 22nd, 2020 7:37pm


Thanks so much for reading, Sue.

Thu, April 23rd, 2020 5:54am

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