The Golden Light of Evening

The Golden Light Of Evening


In the golden light of evening
when the day is letting go
I sit among the shadows
and watch the fires' grow.

Bewitched, it's beauty lures me,
like a sirens' song it calls
to embrace me with it's loveliness
as evenings curtain falls.

With a sigh I let it take me
where it leads me I will go
for I am promised rapture
within its' amber glow.

Basking in the shining glory
of this heavenly display
from my weary heart is lifted
all my burdens of the day.

Then as the suns last brilliant rays
prepare for final flight
it reaches out with lovers arms
to kiss the world goodnight.

Held captive by this beauty
my sorrows fade away
and I have gained the treasure
of the golden end of day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Suzadail Jr. Avatar
October 8, 2011 at 1:33 PM
Congrats Robin on your quatrain being featured. Vince
Brown Avatar
October 3, 2011 at 11:12 AM
Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week Robin. Love, Carol
Higgins Avatar
January 24, 2009 at 12:03 PM
Lady Robin this is a beautiful write. I am held captive by your words in this piece. Wonderful job...thought I would checkout some more of your work.
Bickerstaffe Avatar
November 25, 2008 at 6:41 AM
Exquisite Robin! Wonderful cadence, rhyme and imagery... a perfect portrayal of the 'Golden Light of Evening.' Blissful! Love, Keith
Winter Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 2:56 PM
You painted such a beautiful and peaceful picture here. Gorgeous write. Love, Shar
Haniff Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 1:52 PM
wow this is so charming, indeed a lovely sight. Thanx for the comments.... Maryam
Richards Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 12:55 PM
Wow...this was very beautiful! You set a lovely picture in my mind! ~ Carrie
Foulk Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 12:21 PM
such a beautiful and warm piece of well written poetry. thank you for reading Farewell Yankee Staduim and for your comment. Joe DiMaggio wow, what a thrill that must have been for your mom, Joe was one of the best ball players around who had that affect on people Ted Williams was great, but Joe had Grace that flowed all over him, and what a gentleman. M. Monroe did to him was a shame.
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November 24, 2008 at 11:36 AM
Wow, outstanding poetry, Robin. I just love this. It's been snowy and foggy here all day and this has really lifted my spirits. Love, Nigel
Moreno Avatar
November 24, 2008 at 11:06 AM
This is a good piece of work you have here Robin. I love eveing sunsets and I could picture this one...Raul
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