The blue sky stretches far across the tepid marshland.
A delicate amethyst which surrounds the crouching sun
signals every cloud to it's place along the horizon.
She stands focused on the beauty of this days' decay,
as a calm descends upon her with the weight of a falling star.
She has found her peace in the flushing quiet that has consumed her mind.
I envy the setting sun as it marvels her eyes.
For I have spent the eternity that is often young love
wishing that I might find the answer in rhyme.
Yet in this fleeting moment I graciously turn away.
All that really matters is that she's found her eden
in the docksides' fading day.
Wow, I love the picture of the sunset. And also the mention of envy because I've never thought of it like that. Someone envying a sunset because it's done something instantly that they couldn't achieve over a long period of time. It's very beautiful!
The blue sky stretches far across the tepid marshland. It stretches far the reader with his imaginative radar.And imaginations are sometimes elixir for long standing agony.Your attempt simply does that.Thanks.10 i will give-though may be it will not add your carton -i am banned member here. But i wish you all the very best.
Last two line took this poem to a level of satisfaction where poet hope to emulate like setting sun...All that really matters is that she's found her eden in the docksides' fading day.
CONT: These words mesmerized me, dear Poet! . This poem is from 2010 and yet it is ranked now as number 12 as The Best Member Poems of the Top 100. Top Marks, dear poet. CONGRATS! Pen some poems more. You are not here anymore, only your poems. Thank you that you once shared
IF YOU happen to read PH again, please submit more poems, your words do fasciante me. Thank YOU, HUNTER.
I cite you here: She stands focused on the beauty of this day's decay, as a calm descends upon her with the weight of a falling star. She has found her peace in the flushing quiet that has consumed her mind.
I envy the setting sun....i can imagine the front and rear of this bit of expression...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My My My! Hunter, this poem is beautifully written. Your vivid perception and striking image of a sunset seen through the eyes of 'She' is just magnificence.
Awesome comment. It seems poet no more active on PH site.