The Setting Sun Poem by Jabulani Mzinyathi

The Setting Sun

Rating: 5.0


the great fireball
riding majestically over all
licking the mountain tops
the life wielding rays
birds triggered to chirp
mirthfully chirping in the trees
expectantly waiting are the nestlings

now the day is done
disappearing behind the mountains
the foraging has now ended
that vivacity is now wished for
reality delivers a thunderous backhander
now at the end of the tether
eagerly awaiting the rejuvenation

Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: logic
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
there is a natural mystic blowing through the air, if you listen carefully now you will hear. this could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last. many more will have to suffer. many more will have to die. don't ask me why. things are not the way they used to be. i won't tell no lie- bob marley singing in NATURAL MYSTIC
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 30 May 2017

Behind the mountains..... a big 10++++++++

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