SUNSET

SUNSET

A Poem by Marie
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Another sunset poem

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sunset

Black shadows open,

Their tendrils unfold,

Squeezing the last of

The sun’s shining gold;

 

Squeezing the last

Of the gold-shining sun,

Black shadows triumph,

For darkness has won.

© 2015 Marie


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Masterfully done. I love the open and close of the poem; twilight turns to dusk and dusk to night. Lovely.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Marie

4 Years Ago

Thanks; I'm glad y ou enjoyed it.
One of your larger works.
Prefer for last line:' the darkness has come.'
I don't see it as a war.
Without dusk then no dawn.

Good

Posted 4 Years Ago


Marie

4 Years Ago

Youhave a good idea here, but "sun" doesn't quite rhyme with "come". Sombody else mentioned tn=he co.. read more
You have painted with your lovely words a great visual for your readers to see and enjoy. You have described this sunset very well. Much enjoyed this moment of contemplation you have presented.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Marie

4 Years Ago

Thanks; I'm glad you enjoyed it.
I love the juxtaposition of the lines. This is beautiful Marie.

Posted 4 Years Ago


0 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I have loved many a sunset. Your poem encompasses them all.

Posted 4 Years Ago


0 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Marie

4 Years Ago

Thanks. I write about sunsets a lot. Also sunrises.
Vivid imagery Marie, I love how you looped it back around again, you've captured the graphic's feel.

Posted 4 Years Ago


0 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Marie

4 Years Ago

Thanks for catching that loop; I didn't know if anybody would
An ancient event uniquely portrayed.
A pleasure to read!

Posted 4 Years Ago


0 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Marie

4 Years Ago

THank you.
Nice contemplation of the Sunset and darkness taking hold, but it frightens me to think of darkness as triumphing. I would rather think the morning Sunlight is the Victor.
For she will return and chase the darkness away, giving light and life, to all.

There can be light in the darkness, but there can never be darkness in the light.

Posted 4 Years Ago


0 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Cryingkate

4 Years Ago

I know what your thinking....:-) all i had in my coffee was my normal Hazelnut creamer...... Well ok.. read more
Cryingkate

4 Years Ago

Just a note to you Marie and Vishuddha that I have been haunted by this conversation since we spoke .. read more
Marie

4 Years Ago

Thank you. Really, this is just a poem about the sunset. I intended no other meanng.
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Gee
Nice,what came first,the poem or the picture,a perfect match.

Posted 4 Years Ago


0 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Marie

4 Years Ago

Thanks. I wrote the poem first, then looked for a picture to illustrate it.
Gee

4 Years Ago

A perfect fit
Wow this is deep, It doesn't looki like it, but it is deep
I see that the first stanza probably refers to the morning
and the last to the night
Clever piece

Posted 4 Years Ago


0 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Marie

4 Years Ago

No; look closer; they both refer to the setting sun.
Lizardo

4 Years Ago

Oh right, I'm sorry ....

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