Monday, November 10, 2008

A Sunset Watched From LR10 - Through The Window - Festooned By The Shadowy Figure of an Acacia Tree in Bloom:

Now - you sunset -
why do you have to be so beautiful
that I cannot find words to even
express a pinch of the grains of your beauty
- don't you know I'm a poet!?

1 comment:

Nungari said...

A simple sentence, one question, captured alllllllllll the sunsets ….celebrated these intricate, delicate, short glimpses of the light’s exit.....trapped it from quick escape with words, making it still, so that in my mind it’s as fresh as now!
Reading this poem makes hundreds of forgotten sunsets flash with splendor before me,
You captured my sunsets!
ALLLLLL MY SUNSETS!