Sun! O Sun!

Happiness is often an illusion.

Sun! O Sun!
Do your rays warm the heavens above

With sparkling arms wrapped in love?

Perhaps the woebegone a radiant beam can find 

To soak in his eye and make him blind.

He who will not see 

For the rest of his life will happy be. 

Sun! O Sun! 

The beggar now dances in the street 

For he eats by day the merry beat.

His coat of dirt now shines clean;

Forsaken eyes construe a world so serene.

Sun! O Sun!

Where light mirrors the glass,

A brevity of truth will in a moment pass; 

Saying this, I will reside by the sea

Before I’m perceiving life without honesty.

Author's Note

I'm studying the Romantics, so I took a simple idea and used simple words.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A warm day with a bright sun can heal the pain of a long winter for the beggar. The sun can give hope and in some places kill off land and people. I like the perception in your words. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Kyle]

I'm glad you wrote this like you did. It is a pleasant and sweet read.

[Shiningwolf]

The sun is pretty! This was very beautiful.

[Chelsea]

I really like the concept of this. Also, how it was written definitely adds to the reader's perception of the poem.

[Audrey Howitt]

You put these "simple" words together in intriguing ways. Well done!

[Nobody.]

I like this. The line Ju quoted was also my favorite, but the whole thing is done quite well in my humble opinion. Simple words with a not-so-simple set of meanings and sub-meanings. :) My kind of poetry.
Write on!
R.G.

[Judy Ponceby]

interesting turn of thought. i like this. :)

[Amit Parmessur]

Nice poem.

[WynterPhoenix]

This is a beautiful piece. It has an Emily Dickinson feel and quality to it that I love. Great write!

[A.E. Surdam]

Ah, such, beauty within this poem. Such wonderful imagery. I so enjoyed reading this. Such a stupendous job weaving together this magneficient poem. Great write.