Best Poems Written by Scot Nielson

Ode To Sunsets

The sun descends
Every single day
I'm alive.
The reds and oranges
Blend to purple,
Exploding out of a bright
Center, circle that closes
More and more every
Minute
Until everything evaporates suddenly
Into the night.
If you're lucky,
It's just an introduction to
The glittering ceiling
Sphere of stars.
Feel free to applaud.

It drips down mountainsides
While painting the endless blue expanse
With vibrant watercolors.
I stand on a hill,
Trails loop away from me and
Incandescent juice
Splatters the sky.
I walk homeward.

A sunset is an ending
And this faithful goodbye
Is a brilliant finale that
Will always wash away
Into darkness,
The sunrise
And warm showers of light.
This is a performance
And although the stage is
Never completely empty,
I don't always have to watch.

I think that sometimes it might be better
If the sun never set
And I could permanently hold
Every moment at once
In my hands and never let them
Touch the ground or
Shatter.
I wouldn't dare to ruin great things
But I'll be a witness to them
I'll point and shout
Look at that 
This is beautiful!
I didn't create it
But I can appreciate it
And my art can be my
Smile as the sun
Stains the sky
Pink and orange.
I'll watch until it dissolves.

The sky will always move forward
From the burning scenes
And I'll race it home.
Nothing I do will make it stop but
I'll enjoy it while it still exhibits
The inspiration as fervent as a fire
I sit around with
Friends in New Mexican mountains,
Or on a dew-soaked lawn
Laughing until our faces
Are no longer visible,
Sitting on a deep black trampoline
The moment before it mirrors the night.
I'm still smiling.
Homeward is where I'll always walk;
But I can stop to watch the setting sun.

Copyright © Scot Nielson | Year Posted 2015