Sunset (8)
one sunday will be restful
and the moments will be hours
of entwined promised dreams
and the moments will be hours
of entwined promised dreams
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nice bajan..i almost missed this one...
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and promises, like grapes
can ripen on the vine
until the moment is right.
Thanks for adding the magic touch.
can ripen on the vine
until the moment is right.
Thanks for adding the magic touch.
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Hi blue, I kind of sneak them in at odd hours sometimes.
Hope your weekend was great.
Hope your weekend was great.
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Beautiful! Thank you.
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eighteen shades of pink,
to contrast with the shadowed sea
in lavender this evening
the clouds a subtle grey,
slight silver edge to catch
the eye with sparkle,
sky hesitantly blue
still undecided on what shade
of night to wear.
The day, no restful Sunday,
shed spider webs and dust
to join discarded scraps
of past, making room
for future dreams,
for moments yet to come;
a peaceful sweep of empty
for eyes to rest upon.
The night is still a promise,
just suggested in the sapphire
of the twilight where indigo
shows through, rich luxury
of colour for wrapping tired limbs
and sinking to the solace that is sleep.
A good evening wish to you all.