Saturday, May 16, 2015


The candles lit - drip - the sunset
see its fiery glow -
spread far across the skies
dipping down quite low -

See the waters touched with scarlet
reflecting the orange ball -
bleeding color to all it touches
until darkness covers all -

Then the fire ebbs like the tide
shimmering like glass -
departing - golden sparkler
now your flame has passed -

See the darkness crawl up over
and your brilliance blot -
no flame so bright now nighttime
has carried out its plot -

How silent night seems sleeping
setting a darkened mood -
the moon hangs up there winking
in its solitude -

These are the times - a dreamer's vision
or so I've been told -
hanging somewhere between sunset sleeping
and its rising - gold