Jennifer Sol

Rookie (a sun bathed day in the middle of winter / the streets of imagination)

Sunset - Poem by Jennifer Sol

As the sun lays her head down
To rest on rolling hills of emerald
Pinks and lavenders whisper their good nights
Majestic trees stand guard
The sun sleeps blanketed in beauty
And the world rushes by
Ignorant of her brilliance
Rudely forgetting to wish her a good night’s sleep
Pause a moment and watch her
As she sheds her blinding clothes
And nestles her tangerine body
Among the emerald hills
Allowing ebony to cloak the world
So that we may sleep under
The twinkling watchful eyes of night

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 17, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 17, 2010

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