Don Tiedemann

Rookie - 52 Points (2/23/1950 / Baltimore, Md)

Sundown - Poem by Don Tiedemann

Spare us the drama.
This just a departure,
not the real thing, not
a real ending. A sunset,
not an apocalypse.

Be quiet about aging.
It's merely passage,
without which there is
little of interest.

Homes are bought and sold.
Grass goes to seed. The
long awaited comet crosses
the sky. Close enough for a
fleeting sense of doom.

Darkness rises from the ground.
The moon discretely waits.

Evening is when time
is most visible, when
it breaks into all it's colors,
when it calls like a Siren
to the celibate stars.

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Comments about Sundown by Don Tiedemann

  • Rookie - 125 Points Romeo Della Valle (7/26/2012 8:23:00 PM)

    Beautiful and well penned! An amazing and thought provoking write that clearly shows your talent! 10+++ Thank you for sharing and keep it up Don! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City! (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,700 Points Michael Morgan (7/4/2012 10:11:00 AM)

    vital ideas, attractively packaged and seasoned with the right dose of cynicism. MM (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 4, 2012



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