Concisus Ocassus: noun/adjective phrase. Latin

Concisus Ocassus: noun/adjective phrase. Latin

A Poem by under-the-water

a broken sunset is the shadow i reflect on others i guess.


Yesterday night I found myself tangled in the limbs

Of the oceans waves

Because that’s the only place your eyes ever whisper.

On my way back home

A man told me I look like a concisus occasus

My Latin teacher said it meant broken sunset.

And as I let the light from the moon’s curved vertebras

Drown me while I venture into your heart alone

I realized that sorrow and grief

Are just the empty words that describe

How I’m the sunset

And you’re the splintering glass that

Turned sunset

Into broken. 

© 2013 under-the-water

Author's Note

if you read this than thank you so much

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Hi, Jess. :) I like this a lot - almost more of a story than a poem. Which of course makes it a great poem! I especially liked your use of 'occasus' and the mystery and depth that it brings into your poem. I like how it's not to specific but you allow the emotion in it to make it relatable to your audience. Well done. :)

Also, hope you're doing well!

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Tags: sad, sunset, ocean, waves, broken, moon, sorrow, grief



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