End of the dayA Poem by ChuckObservations while waiting for the sunset on the beach.End of the day Rotted out posts Sitting like ghosts, From a long forgotten pier. Waves rolling in, Again and again, Crashing upon the shore. Shadowed small dents Of walkers footprints, Contained on the sandy beach. Couples walk by Romance in their eyes, Sharing their day of love. Other couples sitting, Watching and waiting, On the eve’s colorful display. Gulls floating round Soaring oer the ground, Add to the gentle scene. The sky very bright, A cloudless night, Promises we’ll see the sunset. The sun drops lower The weather is colder, The show nearly ready to start. The final addition, Me and my mission, To capture the beauty tonight. You already know it, The photographer poet, Out seeking beauty again. To find in my lens And write with my pen, The wonder of life tonight. © 2012 ChuckReviews
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4 Reviews Added on October 13, 2012 Last Updated on October 13, 2012 Tags: poem sunset beach Author
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