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When sunset arches above the ‘feels big’ things,
worn-down blunt edges touching the ground,
yet distant to make all equal, to converse
the keys and passwords to hue memory,
to fold and save in carved earthy womb
where petals in the flowerbed so
satisfied of gifts
received, uncurled/nurtured by bugs so
treasured
and guard the giving…
When sunset arches…
I feel the breath
Of night.
The life gets lethargic, drunk of
itself, vanished
to be born again in dawn dress with
roses bushes,
fast perky promises of longer days, pensive
nights of
bittersweet tears and cues, missing
words of love
required from others, but resisted to
follow through
by us.
Read more at: Three Word Wednesday, PU Mid-Week Motif
beautiful prose
ReplyDeleteThe sun defines us and our relevance
ReplyDeleteBeautiful images. This is such a magical piece, it makes me miss those days of sunlight pouring over the roses and gardens......not too far away that dawn dress will light the away.
ReplyDeleteHmm. Wow. Not sure how this relates to the prompt, but I love it.
ReplyDeleteHuman rights to dream, to ponder, to write/voice your soul... Thanks.
DeleteThe sun gives many gifts, night hides them away, but in both you can play
ReplyDelete"When sunset arches...." such a peaceful feeling in this poem!
ReplyDeleteWhen day comes to night things curled up to be arched again in the morning. In between lots of things come alive and moving. These provide the interesting times. Rightly so humbird!
ReplyDeleteHank
ha. i like that last bit...night calling, the day drunk on itself...only to be born again on a new dawning.....
ReplyDeleteah!!!!!!! drinking the sunset.
ReplyDeletewonderful prose
ReplyDeleteQuiet Always
When sunset arches…I feel the breath Of night.
ReplyDeleteand look forward for another day...that holds promise
I see lot of emotions in these lines!
What a beautiful line to muse on...i love the contrasting images..soft and hard..bright and dark...maybe being human is dreaming about the bigger things whilst being content with the very special small things xo
ReplyDeleteI particularly like the image of sunset arching.
ReplyDeleteLike how so much of life is pulled in and related through the experience of a beautiful moment.
ReplyDeleteBeware of perky promises, I say!
ReplyDeleteI love the picture of the sunset... it's beautiful. You also have such an amazing way with words. I was hanging on every one of them. Have a wonderful day... :)
ReplyDeletesunset arching is such a beautiful feeling....
ReplyDeletelove the words and metaphors that you use..!
ReplyDeleteYes we are resistant to follow through.
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