Chris McInnes

Rookie (1988)

Sunset Over Busy Streets - Poem by Chris McInnes

Walking across autumn streets
to reach beyond grasp, in vain,
at the sunset –if only I could hold it still a while.

Pockets tingle with memories, papers, weight;
leaves rain delicate: an age worn snow.
Quiet, yet between a scurry of feet,
air sets firm in my lungs.

Above: I watch the birds; they too circle the sun.

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  • (4/19/2008 8:42:00 PM)

    I like this... It's short, but powerful... It has a gentle rhythm that soothes me, and, I think, goes nicely when couple with the theme presented... Good writing. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 2, 2008

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