Tag Archives: Sunset

THE PATH YOU DO NOT SEE

Though you see it not there is a path, and you are on it, with or without shoes or bonnet, and if you wonder where it leads, though at times it knocks you to your knees, trod bravely on, and … Continue reading

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PINK DECEMBER SKY

Startling– the glow flamingo pink up in dusk sky. . . the year’s slink back up from low, one more December day prepares to die, an infant year soon in to ring for which we may yet dream the wherefore … Continue reading

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WHEN YOU’RE WILLING TO GO THERE

When you’re willing to go there, you can also take someone, although the time it takes to persuade another may last a spate from long to middling to fair, and you’ll perhaps, have gone so oft or long, and you … Continue reading

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SUNDAY– A DAY TO LIVE– IT’S NOW

Sunday. . . It’s chill. . . it’s peaceful. . . it is fun– a day to live– it’s now. . . twixt dawn this morn and set this eve– right now. . . if we would pick a day … Continue reading

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THE SWEETEST SUN OF WINTER

There’s nothing so sweet as our sun’s dawn on days of the year when night grows very long– except maybe the following bright morning through the golden afternoon, or the final glimpse of of red daylight when sunset comes around, … Continue reading

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ALL HAIL THE SETTING SUN

All hail the setting autumn sun!– big and orange its last wink, and then its so quick west horizon sink to say its shortening day is done, and we see then that dark and stars prevail, till sun under our … Continue reading

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LIGHT OF DAY INCHED TO A SLINK

The change of light of day has inched down to a slink. . . I feel I barely stand this long deep dark any more without, within. . . but, as luck and life will have it, countdown to the … Continue reading

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