On The Far Side Of The Horizon

On The Far Side Of The Horizon

A Poem by Chris Shaw
"

(from a friend's photograph)

"
gift me a horizon at days end
where a fireball sun is sinking fast
between silhouettes of scented pine

where my view is divided in two
dark chocolate shadow submerges
all lower ground while on high

swimming in a warm summer sky
runny with orange blossom honey
thickly spread and set

a solitary avian friend soars
a pin prick in a vast ocean expanse
carry my thoughts on feathered wings

as i ponder on the persecuted
in far off lands who no doubt
hear the call of freedom singing

how many stare at the setting sun
elsewhere on our unequal earth
dreaming their chance too will come

where they leave behind family
friends, all they have ever known
to grow in more fruitful soil

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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This was beautiful and had me thinking of the sunsets I have seen here lately, there have been some gorgeous end of day scenes staring me in the face as I drive home from work. However...the final stanza of this thru me off a bit, though I can see some wanting nothing more than to ride off into the sunset but leaving family and friends behind. I guess so, just not me. Love the painting you did here with your words Chris.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thanks will. When I wrote this I had in mind refugees who will leave everything behind in search of .. read more



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Every sunset at the end of the day brings positivity as it proves that opportunity never ends. Wait for the right time and things gonna be turn in your favour. A nice one Chris . I’ll surely share this to those who lack confidence and believe in life . Thanks for sharing

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear Jenny, your review warms me. Thank you so much. Pleased you stopped by.
JENNY

1 Year Ago

Your most welcome Chris
Chris. your writing has always shown heart and more.. this poem is no exception although for me, it has more than more and yet more. You allude to the wide open air, its content. touch, moods - a freedom to take a small part of it but an essential. Then, dear goodness you continue on and on to what I rhink is those in some kind of captivity, perhaps because of covid or a place without freedom, a place in which life is less than.. theirs. Ok, tearing up. This is poetry.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thanks Em. Indeed I was thinking of people in far off places who also view sunsets but who don�.. read more
emmajoygreen

1 Year Ago

I saw/heard a tv programme focussed on Ukraines
Zelenskyy last night, heard tragic facts, the.. read more
Happy birthday Chris. Have a wonderful day!!!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Jessy
JessyJacob

1 Year Ago

You are welcome Chris.
Not only a picturesque depiction of a beautiful sunset but a thoughtfulness of others far away seeing the same sun but under such different circumstances wishing that they too might be so fortunate as to one day be free to see the sun as you do. Wonderful, pensive and philosophically beautiful.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thanks Soren and for your insights here. So pleased you stopped by.
Got me thinking of the gloamin up here (that we don't have a the moment it being driech mostly) but this lovely poem is about more than that isn't it? Layered like the colours of your sunset.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much Ken. Wish I could share my birthday cake with you. My grandkids so very thoughtful.. read more
Ken Simm.

1 Year Ago

Happy Birthday Chris. And many more.
How long have we been saying you must get a Book out C. More Excellent high quality Work today, packed full of stunning imagery ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Tony. If you were here I’d share my birthday cake with you:) My grandkids are very thoug.. read more
red93

1 Year Ago

Ooh how lovely ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️ xx
"Gift me a book of poetry,
fulfilled with Chris Shaw's"
I was all imagining, the sinking sun, the dark chocolate and the fruitful soil. The words used here were mostly not available in my vocabulary, so today I learned a lot from you, hats off to you dear Chris.
All the best for you
Nima

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Nima.Hope

1 Year Ago

Happy Birthday dear Chris, I wish you celebrate your 120th birthday beside your dear ones( it's a Pe.. read more
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you so very much :)
Nima.Hope

1 Year Ago

You are always welcome :)
this also has me thinking of the many refuges, especially those who have had their lives shattered by one more contemptable little man, and just recently those who have suffered the devastation of the earthquake
these things constantly remind me of how very fortunate we are

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dave Brown

1 Year Ago

yummy !
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Red velvet with a cream and chocolate topping. Aren’t my grandkids good to me?
Dave Brown

1 Year Ago

drool...................................
No matter how dire, there is comfortability in what you know. It takes a lot of strength and courage to leave everything that you know behind. I have been there and done that. Your plant beauty in barren soil. Well done.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Linda.When we have a bad day we just have to think of the misfortune of others to put thin.. read more

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