Antonio Williams


The Breeze Of Sunset - Poem by Antonio Williams

the sky was yellow
or so it seemed...
looking from a distance
everyone was mellow
enjoying the fresh breeze

sometimes it becomes fast
sometimes an unexpected furry
collecting and dumping dirt
with invisible invincible hands.

the birds stretch a bit
some bubbling and chirping
but before the fun edges
it's already too late
yet we wait for a new day
with the breeze of sunset.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature, sunset


Comments about The Breeze Of Sunset by Antonio Williams

  • Edward Kofi Louis (7/4/2017 12:56:00 PM)


    Wait for a new day! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 10, 2016



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