A Sanguine Sun

A Sanguine Sun

I saw the first glimpse of morning sun
He wore the faintest shade of pink.
But before I had the chance to blink
Golden wings opened. Day had begun.

    With eyes squinted, I watched him soar.
    He moved at a swift and steady pace.
    As his warmth bathed my upturned face,
    I absorbed his rays into every pore.

        I kept my eyes on him through the day.
        It was his job to keep the world bright
        Until his daily burden gave way to night 
         And his shadows could no longer play.

            When I looked again he was sinking low
            A sanguine orb drowning in the sea 
            Taking my life blood away from me ~
             Fond farewells cause my tears to flow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Kendrick Avatar
November 1, 2015 at 12:56 PM
Ahh!! Great work about the wonder creation the sun..It is wonderful to see it each day from dawn to the setting..Thanks for the visit to my p age..I appreciate the time spent there reading and commenting..Sara
Lane Avatar
November 1, 2015 at 1:31 PM
Thanks, Sara. No thanks needed for me to read your works. I enjoy them very much.
Smith Avatar
November 1, 2015 at 6:46 AM
A terrific piece Lin. I am waiting for my sun once more.
Lane Avatar
November 1, 2015 at 6:51 AM
G'morning, Tim. Thanks ever so much. I hope your sun is over the next horizon. I'm keeping my shades on.
Nunez Avatar
November 1, 2015 at 5:57 AM
A beautiful tribute to Sun. Interesting last two lines, how you compared the departure of the Sun with to fond farewells. I like this, Lin. hugs!
Lane Avatar
November 1, 2015 at 6:05 AM
G'morning, Kim, and thank you for liking this one. I meant for it to end as a double entendre. Relationships can begin bright and sunny, but they can also end in darkness. This one can easily be taken in either direction. Hugs back to you, ((Kim))
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