SF (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

Ever Sunset

Sun crackles in the blue reserved hill.
One lone leaf glitters eerily of chill.
The sky looks grosgrain from my window sill.

The vastness of hill country in a leaf
Dances beyond the span of all belief,
The splendor of its memory is brief.

You may not want to hear it when I say
That earth is in the twilight of its day.
The depth of it is drinking us away.

A cloud is distant parchment in the sky.
Today's boat is a shadow sailing by.
Minutes will never catch it, though they try.

I wish it could be ever sunset, Friend,
That fey instant before all colors blend,
Dusk held at the crescendo of its end.

Title poem of my book, Ever Sunset, Skylark Publications, India

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Comments (28)

Sandra, it's thin poem with Remarkable metaphors and fine rhymes... but sad song of a sunset, i like very much..10... All kind, Tsira
This is an outstanding poem with a classic feel. Well penned.10 here. Jim
This is so lovely Sandra, one to read again and again, wonderful imagery, wonderful words, thanks 10 Lynda xx
A beautiful poem with nice imagery. 10+
Needless to say this is another treasure of a poem, the imagry is clear. You have the ability Sandra to present your poetry in ways that hold the attention of the reader. You poetry is eloquent and your word selection is always a pleasure to read. A lovely experience Sandra, thankyou. Melvina
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