Sun

Inspired by the sun and all who ignore her

The pink in the clouds is fading quickly

To a shade of blue that we all know

Though not very well.

Patiently awaiting you to notice her

She parades her many wonders across the evening sky.

She is hopeful and mighty

But your eyes lay motionless.

Traffic or happy hour, whatever it may be-

It holds your attention.

But she is dying.

And dying for you to notice her.

So tonight she will rest her colors,

In the hopes to catch your gaze tomorrow.

Reviews

[Molly K]

This is really nice take on what a sunset is, i love the idea and the use of language, great piece.

[mercy party]

freedom has been taken for granted. You assembled this idea very well in your colorful poem. What i also like is that i can relate through your words this idea at a personal level of being side-stepped. well done!

[Brittany Carpenter]

thank you very much for reading!