The Sun Poems

Inside the Sun

without a shadow of doubt, I Am

Behind the Sun

The faces of the tom-toms were sallow,
So was the face of the sun, dark-visaged,
Red, and starved through a pogrom
That assaulted the peace of the beasts.

Darkness spelt the names of diseases,
Each pronounced through stiffened tongues,
Whited by the scourge of hate – a common
Figure, cadaverous and laconic, but incestuous.

Grieving rivers sought ways to be rechristened
Or rebaptized by

Truth like the sun

Not everything is good and true,
But there is something good and true
In everything.
And truth is like the sun,
Or that annoying ringing in the ears,
You can shut it out,
But it doesn't go away.
People often stumble over the truth,
Pick themselves up and go on about their business
As if nothing had happened.

Visitors of the Sun

Our thoughts, like the sea with its white pebbles,
painted by its foam.
The waves come little by little, to halt them.
There, I see Greece.

Beneath the clouds that hide the sun,
its furrows moving back and forth like visitors.
They were forgotten on a pale islet at the horizon, where the gaze can reach.

In a small glass of red

Ancient Children of The Sun

oh
Lord
our
black
skin
is
a 
blessing
from
God
within
only
because
we
are
the
ancient
children
of
the
sun
and
God
said
that
is 
good

Those nights had in the sun

The city held its hand out to you and you felt like you’d become.
The flashing lights, drinking and dancing nights is where your adulthood had begun.

The wayward walk and drunken fights where no logic had ever won.
Pride or is it sorrow now fills your mind, to see what you’ve become.

The years fly by and your

Recognizing the Sun as a Goddess

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WHERE THE SUN FORGOT TO RISE

There lies a land behind the smoke,
Where silence screams and hearts are broke

Where lullabies drown in bombs and drones
And cradles turn to shattered stones

Babies cry with lips so dry
No blood, no milk, no tear left to cry

No schoolbell rings, no hospital stands, 
Just bones and ruins buried in the sand

They queue for crumbs and bleed

Place in the Sun

to relive this place
the perfection of summer
absolute blue skies
crickets cheering bel cantos
spark birds plugging for lawn grubs
remain in warm suns
obedient girasols
leave darkness behind

Before The Sun Sets

She is summoned for a cup of coffee
before the eyes can open.
The house breathes her in like incense
sweet when needed, choking when not.

The woman she serves, speaks of justice, of rising tides
but never sees the maid’s drowning eyes.

Carried in her little apron:
crumbs from a breakfast she didn’t taste,
a broken brooch she didn’t break,
a key she’s

we sit in the sun

I sit in the sun like a satisfied fat cat
dogs hide under the slide with a ball and a bat
they have fur coats, my husband says in their defense
we are all sleeping heartily, none of us tense

What the Sun Sees

As I rise, 
The moon falls
The wind settles
The lake follows
The sand shimmers
The earth softens
The stars dampen and
The buildings brighten,

A tree houses
A bird swooshes
A flower opens
A fish swims
A weed dances
A squirrel eats and
A duck dips,

A man hurries to work
A woman runs on the boardwalk
A grandfather grabs the paper
A boy hides from me
A girl giggles on the

Betrayal of The Sun

There was a time
when you stood at the center of my sky,
and I, small, humble,
gazed upward in awe,
letting your brilliance shape my world.
Every word you spoke carved meaning into silence,
every gesture gave weight to the air.
I was nothing
but a shadow you cast,
grateful for the light.

But I see now
what I could not see then—
the sun blinds

Too Close To The Sun

Have always known my limitations
it's a fact that can't be missed
I'll always go out on a limb
and you're an attraction I can't resist
am I being reckless to gamble on such a crazy game
am I overconfident and like a moth to a flame
will I melt my wings
these and a thousand other things
will I crash and burn

Summer In The Sun

On the shore sun tanner's bathing 
Boating people, passing; waving 
Seashell looking- children explore
Sun tanner's bathing on the shore

Summertime house rental booking
Children explore- seashell looking 
Sipping sea breezes with my spouse
Rental booking summertime house

Kids licking flavored ice freezes
With my spouse sipping sea breezes 
Having fun when the sun is ticking
flavored ice freezes- kids licking 

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