Best Sundown Poems
Take a deep breath
Let yourself relax
Close your eyes
Come with me
Inhale
Exhale
Let me guide you
I’ll take you on a magical journey
Give in to the moment
Relax
Breathe
Close your eyes
You’re there
You’re there
You’re outside the Taj Mahal
A full moon bathes it in a silver glow
It’s serene
Take all the time you want
Enjoy the scene
There’s no need to hurry
Inhale
Exhale
You’re tired
Winding down
It’s after hours
And no one is around
The stress of your day
Is the coat you take off
One sleeve at a time
Let it drop to your feet
Feel the freedom
Of the weight off your shoulders
Take a deep breath
You’re at the main entrance
You’re calm
Slowly slip off
Each shoe one at a time
Take a deep breath
Listen
It’s just you and the echo of stillness
It’s majestic with the high ceilings
And luscious marble all around you
Listen
Feel the resounding silence
It’s charming and inviting
It’s calling you from within
Go ahead
Follow where it leads
Enter as the richness
Of the silence envelops you
It’s a droning melody
That feels peaceful and safe
Soothing
Beckoning
You feel light
You feel transported
Your feet barely touch the floor
Inhale
Exhale
Stay as long as you like
You’re exactly
Where you need to be
Relax
Take it all in
When you’re ready to leave
Have one last listen
To the melody of silence
Step over your shoes and coat
You might as well
Leave them behind
You don’t need them
Treasure this peacefulness you feel
You’ve earned it
Let it lead the way
To a relaxing evening
Where sleep will sway you
Between the realms
Of fantasy and reality
Breathe
Relax
And enjoy your evening
Read on air by invitation ~ March 13, 2022 'POETS HARBOUR'
AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on August 30, 2021 for YOUR FAVORITE AUGUST 2021 POEM contest sponsored by CONSTANCE LA FRANCE - RANKED 1ST
and August 24, 2021 for A BRIAN STRAND YOUR CHOICE contest sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
My blessing basket is heavy with heaven's gifts,
Tomatoes the size of my fist, eggplants so cute,
And fresh heirloom beans bursting with pride.
The sun, orange on the horizon, frames a pair of
Snowy Egrets above, wings folded in glide descent,
Angling towards their roost.
A solitary Cricket, at home in the cabbage patch,
seesaws a hypnotic greeting, then hushes
As I pass.
A Monarch Butterfly wisps past my head, enjoying
Nectar from scattered flowers. The scent of herbs,
Blossoms and love settles softly in my heart.
I know life can be hard, but this moment, just
This moment, I'm filled with such Grace from
God I only stand in humble gratitude.
Crimson-orange rays clawing the sky
And everything is at peace
Birds pacing towards their young
Wolves howling to the elegant moon
Down that wooden bridge
Across the black river
Further into the dense
And back to where I started
Follow the stars
The trail of magnificent light
Running, breathing quicker
Where to?
Stand under this tree
The feel of majestic spring
Sound of water-drops
Fragrance of blooming flowers
The crave to fly
With these new developed wings
The urge to sing
With a new melody in heart
Close your eyes
Listen, carefully... to the heart beat
Feel the flow of blood
Footsteps getting louder
There she is
Smiling, looking right at me
Glowing extravagantly
And then disappearing, at sundown
Here I am…
Following your stars again
The trail of light
And back to where I started…
Down that wooden bridge
Across the black river
Further into the dense
I will reach you, someday.
7th October 2009
Whispering leaves, summer breeze,
A time to postpone all destinies.
In crimson gown, she's on the town,
'Til the dark eyes go slowly down.
Leaving memories of the golden hours,
Laughing children in leafy bowers;
The sunny noon, with the robin's tune,
And the feverish blossoms aswoon!
But, a time comes for the surrender,
When there's nothing more to render;
And where the bluebirds I have known?
It's fate sometimes to stand alone.
In the languid, violet, creeping chill,
Night embraced before, embraces still.
Palest moon, when the stars are out,
Peace is what these moments are about!
As the ghost of day goes his weary way,
To return again through another doorway.
But, for now, he just bids his goodbye,
To the glowing, lovely ruby of the sky!
sunlight’s stairway shimmers just at sundown
magical music measures each step kept
the waters glow in a glorious golden crown
sunlight’s stairway shimmers just at sundown
so stars can surprise as twilight's evening gown
and the final majestic moments are wept
sunlight’s stairway shimmers just at sundown
7-9-2020
Brian's contest 1st place
'Just get over it'
No we still haven't received reparations
And they are long overdue
Why would we get over it
When you prance around wearing bags made of our skin
Sitting your privileged self's on chairs oh so familiar
The fabric - our skin
But you'll never know
You'll never care
Because of your ignorance
Because what you don't know won't hurt you
But a little secret, I promise you it hurt us
Can't you hear the echoes of our ancestors
Or is your inability to basic human emotions
Cause you to go deaf in both of your ears
'Just get over it'
No how about you don't deny our history's existence
How about you stop going on the defence
Everytime you hear about the black experience
Why would we get over it
When it slaps us in the face
Every single day
Through the blood stained pavements
From segregation to alienation
Through the changing of weapons
Long gone are the harsh echoes of the whips
Is now the sharp bang of a gunshot
Going from personal torture
To cowardly killings
'Just get over it'
How can we
When everyday we carry the scars of our ancestors
And you carry the evil spirit of your ancestors
How are we supposed to walk the streets
Where public lynchings was free entertainment
Because no matter how hard you try to erase
The echoes of violence still linger
And the weight of generational trauma clings to a world we built
'Just get over it'
You may have drowned our cities
And set fire to our towns
But one thing remains known
Is how you'll never silence our screams
How can we get over it
When the rope Hangs from the trees
When segregation is over yet the ice in your eyes make known we are unwelcome
How sundown towns still exist with the same outcome
Where every ship is haunted by the fear
Our people faced
Drowning in the eerie thoughts of what's to come
When black history month
Reminds that nothing has really changed
The only difference is the rules of game they made
And the changing of the games name
You claim we are stuck in the past
But we are still living in it
How can we forget
When there's constant reminders
Hiding in every corner
Where every shadow leads to another piece of trauma
That reminds black is not just a colour
please meet me as the sun is setting
by the old mill road
we’ll spend an evening not forgetting
sharing heart’s abode
we’ll take a stroll down to the river
by the city park
and cling together as we quiver
feeling chill at dark
then count the stars up in the heavens
lying in the grass
while holding tight as passion leavens
touches that trespass
I long to hear your gentle whisper
softly in my ear
sweet words of love that make heart blister
begging to endear
tonight, my love, let’s meet at sundown
through the park we’ll stroll
together far away from uptown
losing all control
December 13, 2018
When the wind kisses the green lawn
And the trees dance like pretty fawn
When the love flirts with the hate
And the soul listens to the heart's beat
I saw her before sundown
Her hair between blond and brown
Her name is Kate
I've never seen her of late
Honey please calm down!
Our love still is between verb and noun
And this is love's gate
Which behind it our fate
Let us go to hometown
Before sundown
To begin our first love date
When the love overcomes the hate
Amish Sundown in the Hayfield
Heaven bright sunshine
slowly shadows
the hand-knotted
bundles, scenting the air
with sweet blessings,
for a peaceful night.
07/21/10
10:56pm
In misted evening I feel him still
wrapping me up from the chill.
Tatters of the past sweep by
and vanish into my mind's eye.
Pulling my skin tight around me-
streaming tears till I can't see.
All those sweet phrases he turned.
When he touched me how I burned.
Now the blackness takes my smile;
puts it on a shelf awhile.
Searing pain is mine to own-
heartache like I've never known.
Laughter and joy eludes me now.
Glory of love escaped somehow
Night time skies drawn up with pain.
Painted landscapes returned to plain.
Crossing bridges into day-
so very alone I lose my way.
Stumble along unwillingly.
Seems solitude's my destiny.
written 1/19/2014
Wie leiser Gesang
Der Untergang der Sonne
Am weiten Horizont
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Like a quiet song
The setting of the sun
At wide horizon
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Como canción silencioso
La puesta del sol
En horizonte lejano
blooms mass in a vase
a vivid get together
days in sun recalled
wild hours of weather
when they were younger so green
remembering scenes
sunset blooms laughing
comparing lovely costumes
in a fragrant room
Cirrocumulus
Beet root magic afterglow
A parting climax
A whisper so loud.....a crack peals, red atmosphere......diminish, evenly...
Haiku 13
in the sundown path
stepping on the fallen leaves
walk with my shadow