Funeral Sunset Poems | Examples
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We held hands for a while
There were no goodbyes
But I linger on thoughts
Of your twinkling eyes
Many a sky
And many a vista
Have been placed onto canvas
By the Earth's loving sister
Knitted jumpers
For kids who you never would meet
The twiddle-mitt queen
Your compassion complete
Trusting nature was always
Your truth and your way
Scotland's highlands the place..
Guess you'll be there today
So as sunset arrives
The most beautiful sky
Is a prelude to memories
Of the day that's flown by
There's a blindfold
To night that is rarely unveiled
Like a mystery cruise
On a ship that has sailed
As the sun dips behind
The still water of years
All the hugs and the smiles
Through the laughter and tears
Will linger in hearts
That are full as can be
For we'll miss you. Goodbye.
But we're glad you're now free.
Moon
rises
early to
watch the Sun die
Dropped into the sea!
Mocking gold light
comes to life
in the
waves
Sunset
by Michael R. Burch
This poem is dedicated to my grandfather, George Edwin Hurt, who died April 4, 1998.
Between the prophecies of morning
and twilight’s revelations of wonder,
the sky is ripped asunder.
The moon lurks in the clouds,
waiting, as if to plunder
the dusk of its lilac iridescence,
and in the bright-tentacled sunset
we imagine a presence
full of the fury of lost innocence.
What we find within strange whorls of drifting flame,
brief patterns mauling winds deform and maim,
we recognize at once, but cannot name.
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I traversed to the sea once again
I’ve gone down to the sea
To let the rolling waves renew me
As they crash like a metronome
Marking time for the slowest funeral dirge composed
All a part of the therapy I suppose
I sit and listen feeling alive and at peace
The waves continue lapping the shore
Their music doth my soul restore
The magic doesn’t lie within the sea or sand
But rather in the mind of me the man
The Sun sets in spectacular fashion
It’s as if it’s the only time it’s happened
For I now in the moment be
Eyes transfixed on shimmering seas
I will traverse to the sea once again
I’ll go down to the sea
You should come with me
Sunset. Shadorma
Winter sun
On the coast of death
White coffins
In the bay
Hoisting sail for unknown seas
As darkness descends