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  33.     

Gasp

Yesterday, i gasped at the sunset
in a newness of awe
i never before experienced;
that which seemingly occurred
the day before, the yesterday,
reiterated the today in such a special way
i gasped

Moved in a fresh new feeling
thrilled in an awesome new way
as if the yesterdays and days before that
never even happened

And maybe they did,
or did not;
but each
carrying it very own sunset;
not like the same window
closed and then reopened,
not like wave washed to shore
and returning

No, like a new wave formed
from the record of waves before
which embedded their rhymes
on an unsuspecting shore

Vibrations fossiled in the unseemliness
of repeating patterns, yet
each one hiding additions and deletions
introductions and curios
nuances and semblances

That's the sunset of yesterday
the sunset of yesterday not the sunset of
days gone or days stll to become
that sunset of yesterday, when
i gasped

2010
 
Gillena Cox

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  34.     

Sunset

Sunsets casts, beyond our shores
And I know, that you must go
Departing now to twilights home
Like the rays on heavens moors


And my heart says farewell to
Sunsets of Love

The curtain draws on all birdsongs
And Junebugs scatter without encores
Leaving Cowslips in their throngs
To bid adieu to springs amore


And I know, you’re now a ghost
and what we have is sunsets song



By the brook were lovers meet
Lives the imprint of their retreat
Grass now grows around their form
And pulls a shadow of lost blooms


And my soul once beat two lives
And now it falls like sunsets arms

You were beautiful like a dream
That I kept as a pocket secret
But as we know all dreams must end
And all I have left is the sunset


I will rise to the setting sun
And I know that I will fall
Looking on to a memory
Of Sunsets
 
Kevin Patrick

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  35.     

As The Sunset

As the sunset I think to myself why.
As the sunset I sit down and cry.
Wondering why life got to be a lie.

As the sunset I dropp my head.
As the sunset I think about you instead.
How can I go home and get in my bed.

As the sunset I say no.
As the sunset I just don't know.
My love that I have for u just wont go.

As the sunset I look to the sky.
As the sunset I wait to die.
Tell me how to say good-bye.

As the sunset I say a prayer.
As the sunset how can I dare.
I'm giving up, I just don't care.

Sitting by the window watching the sun to set.
Knowing I'm going to see you again,
and you coming back home at the end.

By: Brittany Smith
9/25/08
 
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  36.     

THE SPIRIT OF SUNSET

There is magic at the end of everyday
You can see it on the horizon of play.
The sun slowly drops down to take a rest,
And then we lay down for the night until the morning crest.

There is beauty in every sunset, open your eyes to see perchance.
You may see the Sunset Spirit rest upon the suns departing glance
Her beauty is beyond reproach; her eyes leave a lasting impression.
And although she does not speak, her lips speak the night's confession.

The Sunset Spirit is this and more, she comes from the suns inner core.
She guides are sunsets for our pleasure, so that we are left wanting more
Her lust for attention motivates her, to show all of sunset's glory.
But, this my friends is truly only half of this beautiful story.

The Sunset Spirit has always been and she will always be,
For she has been set upon this earth at the Lord Gods decree
The Sunset Sprit is a savior to ensure the beauty that we all see,
But most of all she is the beauty in the sunset, that always comforts me.

REB (MAY 2012) I Love the sunsets, and to see the real beauty of them, you just have to open our eyes.
 
Rik Bertrand

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