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Post by mysticbluebell on Jul 7, 2013 21:06:44 GMT
Nowadays the sun is setting very late here, I was reading outdoors still at 10.15 p.m. by 'daylight'...
So I thought of the new Weekly Theme as:
At Sunset or if you prefer just Sunset
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Post by doreen23 on Jul 8, 2013 7:15:14 GMT
Sunset in summer
Barefoot walking hand in hand
digging toes in sun warmed sand.
Golden skies and shimmering seas
Salty air and and cool sea breeze.
Soothing songbirds, skies now blue
the sounds of Summer, me and you.
Children happily at play
on a hot summer day.
and when at last, the day is done
I love to watch the setting sun
Doreen E Hampshire
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Post by Alan on Jul 8, 2013 9:27:28 GMT
That's my kind of poem Doreen! Beautiful words.
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Post by doreen23 on Jul 8, 2013 14:45:39 GMT
At Sunset
As sunset skips across the sky
before fading into the night
An Autumn sunset ,like fire in the sky
At eventide, is flaming bright
As the setting-sun sparkles in the ocean
Brilliant and bold, a dazzling delight
The sun kisses the shimmering horizon
Before fading into the night
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Post by Alan on Jul 8, 2013 17:00:33 GMT
Sunset when the sea is shimering
the waves resting in the shallows
and the sandy shore peaceful once more.
Some sea Terns with there black cap of summer
dive to catch fish and long tail streamers
glistening like gold with the setting sun.
The red sky is a prelude for tomorrow
calm seas and a host of day trippers
but this evening all is serene once more. |
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Post by puddles on Jul 9, 2013 22:56:52 GMT
Across a sea that feels so mellow
A Golden sunset I do follow
Towards the clouds so peacefully hallow
Streams a rainbow so simple and shallow
(this is the beginning of a new poem, I will write in the coming days, thanks Mystic, for I needed a idea, and your golden sunset was just the trick to get me motivated.
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Post by mysticbluebell on Jul 10, 2013 20:23:36 GMT
Sunset
Behind the purple mountains
Is where my sunset shows
Bringing deep tranquillity
When the last sunshine glows
Slowly the sky will darken
Turning from pink to night-blue
While far away the day stands strong
In that place where I find you
I can feel the world grow peaceful
Like it usually should be
And there beyond the sunset
Lies a home for you and me
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Post by puddles on Jul 15, 2013 17:47:17 GMT
Mystic, you've written a lovely poem, I can only think of one more stanza that would fit after the second stanza, thus creating one beautiful sunset for one to imagine.
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