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one early fall evening
on the horizon
the sky moves
slowly
like
something old
something tired
something worn
out
the sunset falls
behind hilltops
only a few pale
streams of light
remain
was there ever
any doubt
Published 18th Sep 2023
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19th Sep 2023 1:44pm
It's a beautiful, quiet, free evening.
Autumn time is quiet
He gasped with adoration. The wide sun
He drowns in his tranquility in the embrace of the mountains
And the kindness of the sky embraces the sea
Autumn time is quiet
He gasped with adoration. The wide sun
He drowns in his tranquility in the embrace of the mountains
And the kindness of the sky embraces the sea
19th Sep 2023 2:06pm
20th Sep 2023 2:32am
Eloquence within the brevity.
You don't need a lot of material to build your castles, huh. You're great at your craft.
You don't need a lot of material to build your castles, huh. You're great at your craft.
20th Sep 2023 12:06pm
20th Sep 2023 8:31pm
It's a lovely poem. I love "like
something old
something tired
something worn"
something old
something tired
something worn"
21st Sep 2023 3:06am
6th Oct 2023 1:12am
There's something that weighs heavy on the heart when looking at it from this stand point. it's both beautiful and sad.
Nicely done.
Nicely done.
8th Oct 2023 2:07am
