Midas Sunset

Midas Sunset

A Poem by David Cannon
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I poem I written about the beauty of the sunset

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Midas Sunset

 

Midas paints in golden hues upon the sky,
Cascading from his canvas,
Into the river drifting by,

A looming tower embraces setting sun,
On a window of reflection,
Now the day is nearly done,

Eyes glisten as a wonder unfolds,
Pale faces touched by Midas,
In this city of gold,

For a moment the world stands undisturbed,
Only the flow of the river,
And the blackbird can be heard.

© 2010 David Cannon


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So many poems about the sunset, but this one was an enjoyment to read.... Elegantly written as well as seemingly coming from an actual rich experience well articulated. The Midas analogy however is bereft of the consequences the Midas mythology brings to the fore... The curse in the golden touch.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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David Cannon
David Cannon

Liverpool, Merseyside, United Kingdom



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I am an aspiring amateur poet with much too learn. I enjoy photography, art and music. more..

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