Short Gnomon Poems

I only tell of sunny hours...
I,Gnomon,
Sundial yeoman;
Suntanned sentinel 
Stand watch,
Shedding tears for unrequited love.
My cooling shadow stalks sun;
Caresses with timely sunscreen
Sweet sundial’s gilt Egyptian face.
Ask me time of day;
“Shadow knows,” I’ll say.
Shadow will not rest
‘Til sun does nest....

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As the day lengthens
and sun grows high,
your shadow shortens
as the day goes by,

and i think of you 
in noon's repose,
and wonder where
your shadow goes.

Then there you are
on the other side,
in shadow's length
you no longer hide,

afternoon shadow
you slowly slide,
abiding once again
'til your light's revived.

One more thing I'll say
before I'm through,
I've never before met 
a gnomon like you.





(April 26 2016)...

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