Sunset

The last thing I see from my window, I had to write about it..

A final orange glow as the sun departs, 
Engulfed by ravenous waters below,
Is gifted upon this dreary world,
True beauty it then show,

The elegance of this tired land,
In this light does bloom,
It cast away the somber day,
Reveals an alluring afternoon,

Trees stand basking in it's glow,
Concealing light within it's tender leaves,
And rejuvenate it's life, long lost,
For no longer will it have grieve,

Raging waters charged through valleys,
Now streams of luminosity and grace,
As light dissolves into it's waters,
Such a captivating form it does embrace,

Silver linings in clouds I now see,
As they drift sleepily across the sky,
Heavy with not rain, but hope,
That nobody dare to deny,

 
So to it's watery death, the sun does drown,
But I feel not any regret,
For tomorrow I'm sure to return again,
To marvel at the next sunset.


~Eva Rosehill

Reviews

[Uday Kanungo]

The imagery in this work is beautiful. The outlook of a sunset is graciously captured. Good work and good words..

[NeiL ArandA]

If Michael Angelo is still alive today . A painter and a poet are both looking at the same scene or subject . Michael Angelo painstakingly capturing the scene with his paint and brush while Eva Rosehill is gracefully and methodically capturing the scene with her pen and words . After I looked at the finished piece I could not tell the difference ! This is the best way I can say to describe this well constructed poem .

[Sami Khalil]

Well written and soooo beautiful...:)

[Eva Rosehill]

Thank you! Your words meant a lot to me! I will be sure to read some of your work.

[Sami Khalil]

No problem. You are welcome...:)

[JorMill]

This was beautiful.
The sky and all of it beauties is something I love so much...
I really saw a picture of the sunset you were writing about
Very nice poem.

[Eva Rosehill]

Thank you, I appreciate such kind words, I will be sure to read some of your work and return them.