Lost Sunset Poems

There’s a box lying somewhere.
Somewhere in a dusty cupboard.
Somewhere behind old paper, older words, and wounds older still.
Somewhere no one can find it.

I think about...

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Nothing that God created is dull...
harmony is found in clouds, in immense space,
in earthly landscapes, in sunrises that blaze;
if nothing stupefies us, these will!

Every sunset...

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In the nighttime hours
As the world deftly creeps by
I summon my powers
Spread my wings and fly
Past cotton clouds,
Snow-capped mountains, white
I am lost and I am...

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Great love is like a heavenly moment,  
when one's heart will skip a beat.  
Love can come packaged in many boxes,  
some...

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 Dawn arrives with hues of peach
 As sunbeams through my window reach
 Clouds sail by, there's a shape in each

 Sunset hues of tangerine
...

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Landscape lost in the past
Landscape of my memory
Memory reflects time ingrained in
Memory of twilight gleam
Gleam that swathed the horizon
Gleam that wrapped the blue hills
Hills rolled...

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When the sun has set at last,
Remember that I loved you so,
How I kissed your tears away
And took your side when asked to stay.

When the...

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Another sunset slipped away.
Another full moon missed.
Another fair maid perished young,
before she was held and kissed.

Another book, unfinished.
Another poem, lost.
A lonely "I", undotted.
A forlorn "T",...

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As the year ends, its hues trickle down into a bewitched sunset,
Beneath autumn's brown cheeks, the sky is boldly dusted,
With summer's goodbye in a yellow...

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the setting sun  \  bleeds his sorrow  \  streaking across sky  \  before falling  \  into the...

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I live among the sunsets, all around
the dying flames of family and friends.
Shared dawns so vibrant, now so far away,
still remain remembered with affection
as are...

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I have known many porches throughout the years,
some adorned in laughter and some wrought with tears.
Porches where warm breezes floated o'er the plains,
and the sunlight...

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met a friend...phil...at an english 
school coffee shop called the
"you came" - 'bridge cafe'

phil...with his 'full loss of fees'
asked for one 'existent-shell' espresso...
as a wake-up...

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For sadness screams in a chasm
Tears hidden in a creviced stare
Prayers praise a doubted God
Words sting a shrinking soul
Death itself will mourn
For those who can’t

A...

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A day in Alaska is like no other,
breath taking landscape
Snow topped mountains where eagles live,
bears and moose roam free.
A Sitka sunset is magical,
as the blue...

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