Sunset
It will be dark soon. The winter Sun,
stretching its weaken rays toward Earth,
will fall once again into the sea.
She sits where the ocean meets the land,
her toes touching the wet sand,
silently waiting for the last gasp of the Sun.
A place for poems and pics
Sunset
It will be dark soon. The winter Sun,
stretching its weaken rays toward Earth,
will fall once again into the sea.
She sits where the ocean meets the land,
her toes touching the wet sand,
silently waiting for the last gasp of the Sun.
Carpe Diem #1251 Bluebells at sunset (by Inguna Plume)

photo by Iguna Plume
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bluebells
at sunset
silent chimes
Carpe Diem Writing and Enjoying Haiku #5 creating beauty
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summer evening
setting sun painting the clouds
saffron, rose, slate
Mish and I are hoping your day is filled with peace and poetry
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photo by Mish
Covered in Poems
The world is covered in an ocean of poems
That ride in and out with the current(affairs)
They are a tsunami of emotion
A tidal wave of rebellion
We splash and play in the surf of words
And picnic on beaches of smooth syllables
We wiggle our toes in trickles of rhyme
And bathe ourselves in cool rhythms
We are tugged by the undertow of language
Until we’re drowned in a wave of love letters
~
(c) Candace Kubinec