Sunday, March 11, 2007

Day In Day Out

It rises as always
Crimson turning golden
Turning painfully yellow white
Steadily touching ground
Trees and grass
Giving colours back to flowers
Washing darkness away
Drying dew
Stirring morning creatures from slumber
Climbing ever higher
But eventually falling
Stealing colours from flowers
Leaving ground
Trees and grass
Behind
Yellow white turning golden
Turning crimson
As always it sets

7 comments:

etain_lavena said...

gosh, so kewl, give colour and take it away....:)

david santos said...

Hello!
this poem is very good, thank you
have nice wkend

DewyKnickers said...

Thanks for stopping by and commenting. I love your poem, the sun is so amazing when you think of all that it does.

Rose

xo

Molly Bloom said...

Sometimes the sun can bring warmth and joy.

I've been reading your poems Inc and really enjoying them. Thankyou for your kindnessxx

Another kind of rose.

floots said...

cycles are fascinating
maybe it's all we have
beautifully done

Eleuktra Starsoft said...

Don't forget the moon.

Janie Hickok Siess, Esq. said...

You are a wonderful writer. I always enjoy coming here and reading your entries. I am in awe.

I finished the story I started a few weeks ago: "Why Did I Say 'Yes'?"