SUNSET

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AS THE SUN GENTLY LOWERS,

HUGE FOR THE WORLD TO SEE;

RED AS THE FRESH BLOOD,

SLOWLY SINKING, TO THE SEA.

 

CLOUDS TURNING SHADES OF ORANGE,

PINK AND CHERRY AND YELLOW;

THE AIR A HAZY MIST,

SILENCE, SOFT AND MELLOW.

 

IF YOU LISTEN YOU CAN SEE,

AS THE ORB TOUCHES NEAR;

STEAM TO BE SEEN RISING,

A HISS, UPON THE EAR.

 

AS THE OCEAN SLOWLY DROWNS,

HALFWAY OUT OF SIGHT;

THE SUNSET STILL AFLAME,

SHADOWS SOON TO BE NIGHT.

 

AS IT SINKS UNDER WATER,

THE SKY STILL ON FIRE;

DUSK SETTLES UPON THE LAND,

THE MOON, IT DOES SIRE.

 

1995    BY WAYNE J. WAGAR

 

 

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