Sunset

A cynics view of sunsets.

A Sunset

I saw the sun set yesterday

It was boring and stupid.

I hate sunsets.

It always means the end of something.

Golden hues of color, fingerlings

Touching a horizons far too far to touch.

I couldn't take it any longer,

Would it ever stop?

I stared at the light.

My eyes began to ache,

And small specs of sparkling lights began to flash.

A seagull flew by laughing

"Stupid human. Don't they know not to look directly at the sun."

I hate seagulls too.

They think they're so smart,

And they crap all over everything too.

Regaining my sight I picked up a beach stone and tossed it.

It struck the gull on its head.

The bird fell lifeless to the sand.

It was a freakish act.

I never intended on hitting the bird,

But I was glad I did...never toss stones blindly.

Foam rushed, meeting land and sky

Quickly rushing back, hiding itself.

I hate the sea as much as all that other stuff.

It smells bad, and there are thing in it that can eat you.

Where do fish go when they have to urinate?

Sinking low the sun

As skies turn yellow, orange, and red.

Soon day will be gone and a fresh new eve begin.

Why do people romanticize sunsets with such fondness?

There are mosquitoes out there so big they can suck your arm off.

How great this world of mine

Passing through endless time

Whose idea was this...anyway?

v

Author's Note

I don't live anywhere near the sea, but I've been there more than once.

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

I like the narrator’s tone in this piece and the sarcasm that slips out.

Winston

[Dave Brown]

F****n Right
G*d d****d world
What the h**l is the point of it all
J****s, do fish actually urinate??.............woa!!!!!!!!!!!
No wonder I also hate the b****y things

[Just Kim]

WOW!! Love the opening of this write, profound, love the imagery.

[Wórdsmíth]

pretty interesting & way worth reading than i even expected... i consider this poetry a mood refreshing 'Tablet of words' which everyone should take once or twice or several times a day; per week.

looking forward to readin' your work, Mr. Lyle.